For the newly freed. May all your sexual adventures bring you joy.
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“Sandra?”
“Yes, hello, John.”
His deep, husky voice sounded so sexy over the phone, his next words failed to trigger embarrassment. “I hear you, darling, but you have to hit the video icon so we can see one another.”
“Oh,” she chuckled, “I’m still new to this.”
“No worries. Maybe you’re as nervous as I am?”
Sandra’s mind raced, wondering, could he be? But then she settled on, of course. How often did anyone make a date for phone sex, let alone with a video function? Maybe lots of people did, she really didn’t know. She rarely used her phone for anything except speaking, and suddenly she’d had to learn the meaning behind hundreds of emojis, how to share links, and numerous other titbits of technology the whole world began using the moment new features debuted on the latest device.
Had she been living under a rock? Yes. She blamed herself more than anything, but also her ex-husband. He was the biggest mistake she’d ever made. He wasn’t a wicked man, but he’d controlled so much of her former life she’d felt helpless. The Adventure Bunny—more of a curse than a pet name he’d invented to suppress her outgoing personality—was constantly shamed and caged in their marriage of convenience. She’d quickly felt worn out, beat down, and burned out. A lack of surprises, exploration, and wonder eventually drained her life away, leaving a hole in her...