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“Both.”
“Excellent! We just got some new strap-ons.”
“What? No! I can’t do...that...with other people!”
“Babe, what do you think sex is? Actually, it’s best you don’t answer that. Now, let’s go grab you something sexy to wear.”
“Why?”
“Because you have three boyfriends?”
I groan.
“Better make that three sexy things to wear then,” Juniper calls out. “Unless you’re planning a foursome?”
I squeak and run deep into the shop, smacking into a display, and toppling it over. A hundred giant dildos rain down on me, automatically switching on as they come into contact with my skin. I scream.
It’s like something out of that scene in Harry Potter in Gringotts vault when the Gemino curse makes everything multiply. I swear every time a velvetized dildo brushes my skin, another two erupt in its place.
“Oh god, get them off! Get them off!” I cry, batting at them like they’re wasps or spiders. Sacha laughs and doesn’t make a move to help me. I feel like I’m being buried alive, sinking and drowning in vibrating rubber cocks. I’m sure some of them are growing before my eyes too.
Fuck. I’m not meant to die like this! What will they tell Ade?
Finally, I manage to untangle myself from the giant pile of dicks, which eventually stop writhing and pulsating and multiplying and spurting on the floor. The whole thing freaks me out. Sacha, when she manages to stop laughing, takes my hand and drags me to the lingerie section of the store.
I relax for a second thinking that bras and panties I understand, before immediately tensing when I see so much leather and chains and holes and spikes...spikes?!? What the hell do you need spikes for on underwear?! I’m pretty sure I’m hyperventilating but Sacha just ignores me and snatches up scraps of...oh, lace, thank god...and hands me one of everything in my size. My chest eases, and I manage to breathe a little more normally. I don’t think I’ve taken a proper breath since the Uber pulled up and I realized I wasn’t getting fried chicken.
“Can I have something black?” I complain, eyeing the silk and satin and lace pastel creations she’s given me with distaste. I mean, it’s better than spikes but...
“Sure. Here you go.”
A heavy leather corset complete with little chains and zips is dumped in my arms, and I seriously regret opening my mouth.. Fuck. Why does underwear have zips? Does it have pockets? What do I keep in them?
“That’s probably enough to get you started until you get a little braver at least.”
Started?!
Braver?!
I’m holding more lingerie in my arms than I’ve ever owned in my life and frantically shaking my head. Nu-uh. No way. I can’t even formulate the words, so I follow Sacha back to the counter in time to see the owner gift wrapping an enormous box. I gulp.
She rings up the underwear and Sacha hands over her credit card before I can even ask how much it’s all costing.
“Call it a birthday treat.”
“It’s not my birthday.”
“Christmas then.”
“It’s April.”
“Early Christmas present. Whatever. We need to get you laid, and you owe it to yourself and those three fine hunks you have panting after you to damn well enjoy it.”
She snatches the bags of lingerie and the box off the counter and says a cheery goodbye to the owner.
“No doubt you’ll be seeing us again.”
“Everyone comes...back to The Magical Rooster,” Juniper says with a salacious wink. “Do you guys need a Toy Taxi to get you home?”
