"You're not too shabby yourself, young lady," I said. "Those eyes are to die for. Has anyone ever told you that you look a bit like—"
"Yes, I know. Emma Stone. I get it all the time. I think it's just the red hair and freckles. We gingers ar
e always getting compared to one another. Amy Adams, Bryce Howard, Lindsay Lohan—I've heard them all."
"Sorry," I said. "I didn't mean to compare you to anybody. You're gorgeous and unique in your own right."
"No worries. It's just that I used to get teased quite a lot when I was younger."
"Not so much anymore, I bet."
"Thankfully, I seem to be outgrowing it."
"I bet you turn a lot of heads from both boys and girls on campus."
"I haven't been paying much attention. I’ve been focusing primarily on my studies. I don't get out much..."
"Oh my God, girl. You don't know what you're missing. With a face and body like that, you could have your pick of the litter. You could make your roommate super-jealous by bringing home a hot new boyfriend every night of the week."
"Except I'm not really into guys right now. Though I will confess, I was fantasizing about phalluses most of the night."
"Oh? Do tell. Real or pretend ones?"
"All your talk about strap-on dildos and double-sided cocks got me worked up all night. As soon as Jen left in the morning, I took out my vibrator and have been playing with it most of the day."
My pussy throbbed at the thought of Holly jilling herself with a dildo, as I felt a dribble of lubrication run down the crack of my ass.
"Same here. Do you have a favorite?"
Holly leaned over her bed and reached into the night table beside her bed. She pulled out a plain flesh-colored plastic dildo and held it in front of the screen for me to see.
"I just have this one. I actually pulled it out of the trash can at my house a few years ago. I think it belonged to my mother. I've been too nervous to go to an adult store to look for one of my own."
"Jeesuz, girl," I said, staring at the prehistoric sex toy. "That looks like something straight out of the eighties. Vibrators have become a lot more sophisticated over the last few years."
I reached into my side table and pulled out my favorite rabbit vibrator and held it up for Holly to see.
"This is one of my favorites. It's called The Rabbit. It twists and rolls on the end to provide an exquisite form of internal stimulation. But best of all are these little rabbit ears."
I tweaked the two silicone flaps with my fingers.
"When you turn it on, they vibrate and flap directly against your clitoris, providing the most intense type of stimulation you can imagine. The whole thing is made of super-soft silicone, so it almost feels like the real thing when it's inside you."
Holly stared at the multi-colored vibrator with wide eyes, then glanced back at her plain plastic dildo.
"I'm feeling pretty inadequate right now. Can you show me how it works? I mean—just turn it on so I can see how it moves?"
"Of course," I said, happy to indulge Holly's curiosity.
I held the vibrator vertical and turned it sideways so she could see the rabbit ears in profile view, then turned the device on. As it began making a low humming sound, a circle of beads swirled just under the transparent surface.
"See these circulating beads? They provide a sensation unlike any man can deliver."
Emma stared at the strange contraption and nodded.
"I can imagine. How else does it move?"
I pressed another button, and the tip of the dildo started rolling in small circles.