2T4U/Ellen/Morning/You hear crying down the hall
You try to ignore the crying. Your Husband, before he left, gave you a dildo to keep you company. It must have been a joke, since it was a replica of a horse's dick, you couldn't actually fit that thing inside you. You gave it a nickname, "Mr. Ed," and threw it under your bed to gather dust. Now, however, Mr. Ed might be the only thing that will drown out the crying and manage to get you off at the same time. You start to reach down under your bed...
The crying increases.
"Fuck it!" your aching pussy is going to need to wait. You can't think clearly (or better yet, dirty) with all this noise. With a groan, you pull yourself out of bed. You quickly throw on a sheer nightie and storm out of your room.
You realize the crying is coming from Tiffany's room, but there is some commotion in Melony's room that makes you briefly excited...