Sneaking up the stairs, I hid the shoe-sized box from the postal service the best I could under my arm. I just moved back in with my parents for the summer and told my mother, who brought in the package, I was pretty sure that the box contained some shirts I had ordered.

Closing my bedroom door to the sound of my mother wondering aloud why they'd send shirts in a box that big, I ripped open the packing tape and pulled out from layers of bubble wrap the slender, pastelly-palish pink Night Moves Tease.

It was still the middle of the afternoon, so I tucked it away under some sweatshirts and went on with the day.

When I got a chance to try it out that night, it turned on with a soft purr, easily muffled by my blankets. At first, I thought the color suggested it would glow-in-the-dark, but it didn't. Night Moves slid in easily and the vibrations were comfortably adjustable, but the best part was its flexibility.

It bends! At first, it was almost squeamish to click it into place, imaging a real penis being cracked that way. But, once I turned it on, it didn't matter; I cracked and bent away, maneuvering it so it was massaging all my endogenous zones. It was very, very enjoyable and I was climaxing until I bent it a little too far and broke it.

The Night Moves is surprisingly very fragile but fixable. Eventually, after holding it in a few different positions I got it going again, yet it took a while for me to get going again. When I used it a second and third time, I had to find the specific position, hold Night Moves just the right way and use my hips - not the toy - for stimulation.

The toy is great - it's soft, provides easy and comfortable penetration, control over the speed of vibration, and a very delicate range of flexibility. But it's not for those who get a surge of strength when climaxing.

The next morning, my mom asked if the shirt I was wearing was one of the new ones I got in.

I nodded and tried to cover up the shirt's small hole near the armpit.