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It really was. This was like…the coolest thing I’d ever done. Except getting double teamed. That was definitely better. So I guess this was the second coolest thing.
I didn’t understand how the clips worked, but Ghostie had promised that they’d keep us from going splat. And he was right. If we went too fast or started to fall forward, the clips tightened up and kept it from happening. They were almost as good as my boner dart invention.
Speaking of Ghostie…
“Ghostie!” I yelled into my earpiece. “It worked!”
No answer.
“Ghostie?” Was he still masturbating? That maid outfit must have really done something to him. I’d have to get another one and surprise him with it some time.
“Chastity?” said a voice in my earpiece. But it wasn’t Ghostie.
“Teddybear?” I asked. “Where’s Ghostie?”
“No idea. He just stormed off and said something about being done with your shit. I’ve been trying to figure out these comms ever since.”
“So he’s not masturbating?”
“No. I mean…I’m not really sure. I don’t have eyes on him, so I can’t definitively say that he’snotmasturbating. But I wasn’t getting a masturbatory vibe from him. He seemed pretty pissed.”
“Pissed? At me?”Why? I’d put on such a good show for him.
“Yup. Anyway…there’s something a bit more pressing that we should probably discuss. Have you looked down?”
“Not recently.” My legs had gotten a little tired from all that running so I’d spun around into a more traditional rappelling stance.
“Well, you might wanna do that.”
I stopped rappelling and looked down.
There were at least a dozen guards standing right at the bottom of our rope.
Auction Me - Chapter 17 – Penises Are Afoot
Sunday – September 22, 2013
“Oh no,” I said. “Whatever will we do?”
“Why do you not sound concerned?” asked Teddybear.
“Because, silly. This is part of the plan!”
“How is getting caught part of the plan?”
I sighed. “I went over this last night at Odegaard. Were you not paying attention?”
“I was trying to! But you kept giving me handjobs under the table.”
“Oh, right. What floor do you think I’m at?”
He started talking, but something in the window distracted me.
“Chastity?” he asked. “You still there?”
“What? Yeah, sorry. I just thought I saw some girl withamazingtits through the window. But it was just my reflection. What were you saying?”
“I think you’re on the 23rdfloor.”
