My name was Joey Grayson. I naturally had an excess of estrogen, and my desire for the opposite sex ran deep.Around that time, my boyfriend, Eugene Wade, had left on a business trip and had already been gone for three months.Over a hundred days had dragged on like a drought. I had become like dry, cracked earth, aching for a heavy rain to soak me through.At work each day, my mind wandered, and I grew restless, easily distracted by thoughts of strong male bodies.Knowing how sensitive I was, I never went anywhere without a small purple toy tucked close to me.That night, work at the office ran late. It was after 10:00 pm, and there still seemed to be no end in sight.A strange sensation crept through me like vines, scratching just beneath the skin. There were too many people around, and I had no way to relieve myself. The ache grew unbearable.At last, work came to an end. I grabbed my things and rushed home.On the subway, that unbearable itch peaked. A few scattered passeng
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