Sometimes you need to find a new place to live. Luckily it wasn’t difficult for me to find a new place once I decided to leave. I reached out to a few friends and someone got back to me pretty quick. Actually he was a friend of a friend and we had gone out before. Only twice though and didn’t go much farther than a decent make out session. Well he, let’s call him Gary, happened to have a spare room available and at a very nice price too. The spare room actually turned out to be the entire basement, but that wasn’t my only moving day surprise.
On the actual day of the move Gary came to help me load and move all my stuff in to his place. Thank goodness too. Now Gary is a big guy. 6’1 or so and with the physique of someone who used to work out regularly but hasn’t found the time in quite a few months. We were both drenched in sweat, luckily I don’t sweat (only glisten ;)) and Gary was carrying the last of the boxes out when it fell apart. Luckily we were inside my room already. Unluckily, it contained my vibrator, my panties with a remote, my lingerie, some oils, and condoms. Gary looked down and his face turned beat red. I laughed and said “Well a girls gotta get off somehow when nobody’s around.” Gary looked back at me and said, “Well maybe you’ll use those less since I’ll be around.”