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It feels so real it takes her breath away. Mrs. Scott is pleased with Catherine’s reaction. She turns and casually strolls out of Catherine’s office. “Let me know how you like it,” she grins over her shoulder. “A word of caution, don’t put it on its highest setting the first time. You don’t want to startle the whole neighborhood with your loud screams of pleasure.” The night drags by and Catherine finds herself wondering if she can actually put the dildo to proper use; she has never had to play with toys because her husband has always been able to give her amazing orgasms without resorting to artificial means. He isn’t ten inches but is close enough to meet her needs. Several times during the night she picks up the bag and touches its contents. She wonders if Dr. Cadbury is really as large as the rumors allege. Her shift finally ends. She gathers her belongings, but leaves the dildo locked in her desk. She strolls to the elevator half hoping to run into Dr. Cadbury again. 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