Stacy was gone. Brad went back to her room to borrow the computer. After about ten minutes, he notices the vibrator on the bed. Curious, he picks it up, and examines it.
"Perverse, there's a guy's face moulded in the plastic penis head! Whoa!" he's startled as he accidentally flicks on vibrator's switch. As the artificial organ throbs in his hand, Brad has an uncontrollable urge to try it out. Stacy'll be at the salon for hours, and ma won't be home with Emily for an hour. No one's home, who'll know.
Minutes later a rubber stuffed cat stares helplessly on the bed where it sits amongst Brad's disgarded clothing.