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I’m pleased to find a familiar sales attendant inside, currently bagging up a purchase for another customer. I wait for her to finish up before approaching the sales desk.
“Hey Sarah!” I flash her a bright grin.
“Hey Alastor.” She gives me a friendly wave, then rakes her gaze up and down Jack, her eyes glimmering with obvious interest. “This your new guy?”
“God no,” I say with a snort.
Jack rolls his eyes but for once doesn’t make a smartarse comeback.
“So he’s single?” Sarah asks.
“He’s gay,” I inform her.
“He’s right here and can speak for himself,” he says
irritably .
“Well youaregay,” I point out.
Sarah lets out a breath of laughter, her shoulders lifting
in a casual shrug. “Worth a shot.” To me, she says, “I guess you’re wanting to look at some of the new stock?”
She rounds the sales desk and starts off towards the BDSM section of the store, but I call her back. “Actually, Mr Vanilla here needs to start with the basics.”
Jack’s face flames bright red and he hits me with a frosty glare. “Stop calling me that.”
“Macey, you don’t even know what a Fleshlight is,” I point out.
“I do now,” he argues. “I looked it up. And I don’t need a fake bum to fuck. I don’t fuck bums.”
“Fine, one less thing to buy then. Although I think you’re missing out. A Fleshlight is not even close to topping. And you can put another toy up your bum while you use it.”
Jack’s steps falter, his features arranged in consideration, as though the thought of using multiple toys at once had never even occurred to him.
Sarah grins at him. “You’re cute. I like you.”
“I still don’t want you calling me Mr. Vanilla,” Jack grumbles.
I smirk, coming to a stop at one of my favourite aisles —the CBT toys. “I’ll stop calling you that if you can tell me what this is used for.” I grab a urethral plug from a nearby shelf and hold it up, my hand covering the label.
Jack studies the package, frowning as he tries to puzzle it out. “Um...a stylus?”
I roll my eyes. “Why would they sell a stylus in a sex store?”
“Ahh, come on Alastor,” Sarah says, “that’s a hard one.”
“Okay, fine.” I set the package back on the shelf and pick up another one. A cock cage. “What about this one?”
Jack eyes it critically. “It kind of looks like a muzzle.”
“Oh, we have muzzles,” Sarah pipes in. “Do you want to see?”
I put the cock cage back and shake my head. “Nope. Not yet anyway. Come on, let’s go to the baby aisle.”
Jack scowls at me as we move on, his eyes flashing back at the packages we left behind. “What were they?”
“The first was a urethral probe and the second was a cock cage,” Sarah says casually.
