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“A dixth sense,” Lila offers, and Louise nods.
“That’s what I’m calling it from now on.”
“Well, you’re right, but that doesn’t matter.”
“Psh, tell that to the last guy I broke my no men rule for.”
A smile creeps onto my face and I bite back a giggle, as much from the memory of her last rant about him as the effects of the weed. “The one you call tattoo gun?”
Lila’s perplexed look turns into laughter when Louise responds, “Yes, he had a needle dick and rammed it in as rapidly as possible.”
The conversation switches away from men and their disappointing attributes. It feels good to relax and hang out with the girls for a while. We don’t see as much of Cara since she’s been with Row, and it’ll probably be even less often once they find a house. It occurs to me that while we all want to eventually move, we’ll miss times like this.
Lila and Cara have left when my phone beeps with a message from Cooper.
Cooper:
Which trailer does Theo live in again?
My hackles are instantly up. He said he wasn’t interested in interfering with the way things are done here but with someone’s kid, you can’t be too careful. He could end up yanked out into foster care with one phone call.
Me:
Why?
His response is a picture of a box of popsicles and an assortment of sports drinks. Well, now I feel like an ass. He’s taking Theo stuff to soothe his sore throat.
Me:
Lot 15. End of our street. Same side as you.
The sigh I let out when I get to my feet draws a raised brow from Louise. “I think celibacy might be making me more of a bitch,” I confess.
“Are you getting yourself off at least?” she asks. One thing about Louise, she’s not shy talking about things like this. This is the same woman who held a public funeral for her favorite vibrator.
“Yeah, but it’s not as…satisfying.”
“What toys do you have?”
“Just what I was born with,” I chuckle, holding up my fingers.
She instantly shakes her head and stands up. “Come with me.” She leads me to the closet in her spare room and pulls out a trunk. The lid is thrown open with a flourish, revealing an impressive supply of brand new sex toys, still in the packaging.
Giggles spill out of me. “Are you preparing for an orgasm apocalypse?”
“You never know what you might want. I get them in bulk when they’re on sale and resell what I don’t want to keep.”
A package on top holds a silicone tube. “What’s this?”
“That’s for guys. A vibrating cock sleeve. Now, let’s see, for a beginner…” she mumbles, rummaging around.
I’m not going to argue. She presents me with a very lifelike but not huge dildo. “For when you have to hit that itch.” Then she hands over a box that contains a pair of vibrating panties complete with remote.
“Aren’t these for couples?”
“They don’t have to be. You can wear them and keep the remote. Buzz yourself whenever the mood strikes.”
I can’t imagine I’ll ever wear them, but I don’t want to turn down her offer. “How much do you want for these?”
