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“EIGHT?” Sara exclaimed in disbelief. Her eyes nervously scanned his package, in an attempt to see if she was in for a massive delight or a massive disappointment. “I’ve only taken a four before,” she confessed as her cheeks flushed 50 shades of crimson.
“Four? That’s not even the average! Woman, it’s time to start living,” Peter said with a chuckle. “You’re in for a fast ride. Oh, and once I mount my eight on both your slots,-“
“BOTH?” Sara interrupted. “THAT size, in BOTH slots? Isn’t that a little bit too much?”
“Once I’m done ramming you, you’d be complaining that you’re not getting enough,” he replied with a wink.
Sara’s heart was racing. She knew that once she crossed this threshold, there’s no turning back. She held her breath as she surrendered herself to him. “You only live once,” she told herself.
Not needing any further encouragement, Peter installed the two 8GB RAM chips in Sara’s computer. “All done. Now you’ll be able to run Illustrator and watch kitten clips on YouTube without a hitch!”
(Inspired by the torture machine that is this MacBook Pro as well as a comment from @eee on Twitter for some IT-inspired erotica)