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It's very difficult keeping it on when you can't keep up with me. "Are you sassing me, slave?" "No, Master. Simply telling it like it is." I laughed. She was definitely sassing me, but I loved it. I likely deserved it. Julia removed it so she could see how it was done. She'd cum four times on the device and it was very creamy from her releases and near constant state of arousal. I told her to wash it thoroughly, then put it on it's charger. It used inductive charging, like an Apple Watch. No holes for water to get into. She should also use the time to use the bathroom if necessary. She did as I bid, then returned to me. Julia laid her head on my shoulder, and kissed me, my neck, then my lips

“You’ll have to teach me how to use it.” “What about a computer.” Liam asks “I can use that one. At least I think I can. I’ve read about them.” He nods his head “We’ll it’s not difficult to get a hang of it.” He asks me to take it out of the box then launches into an explanation “First things first — let’s turn it on. Look for a button on the side or the top. Hold it down for a few seconds. You’ll feel a little buzz, maybe see the screen light up with a logo. That means it’s waking up. If nothing happens, don’t panic — it probably just needs to charge. Plug it in for a while and try again later.

I tap the screen, press all the buttons, but it remains black. The battery died. But when? How much of the message did Gideon receive? Slumping to the floor, leaning against the desk, I sit there void of thought, void of emotion. I just need some rest and then I can look for another phone or a charger cord. The weight of my eyelids forces them to remain closed. Rest.

She smirks and nods. “I can fix that.” She goes to the bedside table and grabs the standard wall plug in charger, and the special charger that Dom had made for her when she forgot to charge it too frequently for his liking. She sticks the charger against the back of her phone and the battery indicator quickly goes from empty to full.

“But it’s been dead since we found it.” Maya blinked. “You still have it?” Lily nodded and reached into her drawer, pulling out a small black phone with cracks webbing the screen like a shattered mirror. “I’ve tried everything—charging it, warming the battery, connecting it to my laptop… nothing worked." Lily tried again and it suddenly came on. Her face brightened. "Until now.” She held it up. A small green light blinked in the corner. The screen flickered, and then slowly powered on. Maya jumped to her feet, her eyes wide.

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There was a small screen on the device and two cords with white things at the end. “How do you use that?” I asked. “Give me your hand,” he said. I gave him my hand. Then he put the white thing on my pulse. I assumed it would read my pulse. Then he did the same to himself. “All set,” he said. I looked at it. It was wrapped around our wrist and it looked secure. We could also move comfortably and freely, so I didn’t complain. Then on the screen, there was a green and red line that I couldn’t really understand, and there were “lie” and “true” words. If you are telling a lie, then the “lie” will light up, and vice versa.

I pull my eye mask down; sleep returns quickly. Later, a text alert sounds on my phone. I hop up from my comfy reading nest on the sofa to snag my iPhone from its charger on the nightstand. Kennedy: Appt in 1 hr Me: I’ll be there Kennedy: C ya soon I close my Kindle App on my iPad then carry it to charge in my room. I hop in the shower, then prepare for today’s group counseling session. With my journal in hand, I enter the lobby. Kennedy checks in at the reception desk, then turns to wave my way. We choose two adjoining chairs to wait in. Jackson arrives minutes later.

I followed the cord down to the wall. The outlet. I plugged in my phone and waited. Nothing. The charging symbol didn’t appear. I unplugged it and tried again. Still nothing. “No. No no no.” I tried the other outlet near the desk. Dead. The one in the bathroom. Also dead. My chest tightened. What kind of hotel had no working outlets? I grabbed my key and headed for the door. I needed to complain. Someone needs to get this fixed. I couldn’t be stuck here with no way to contact anyone.

I stare at it for a brief moment. Dead. I stand up and walk quickly to where I usually keep the charger, plugging it in without wasting time. The screen stays black for a few seconds. I wait. My fingers tap lightly against my arm as I stand there, watching it. Then— It lights up. I exhale quietly, unlocking it as soon as it responds. The screen floods with notifications. Missed calls. Messages. So many of them. My eyes move over the names. A few from Calix.