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Trisha

“I’m telling you, Trisha, this better be really good, if I don’t get to sleep in, two mornings in a row,” Penny said as she walked right over to the coffee pot.

“Penny, you’re not going to believe what I’m about to say. I actually almost went to the bar last night to tell you, but I didn’t want anyone else to overhear.”

She plopped down into the chair across from me and blurted, “You had sex!”

“No. We did not have sex. And when I tell you why, you’ll never believe it,” I said.

“He couldn’t get it up? Or maybe no condoms, or…”

“Or maybe he is really into kinky shit and I backed the heck off,” I said. All night I had tossed, turned and dreamt about me standing by his trunk, holding his…toys. Imagine if anyone stopped to offer assistance. We’d have been the talk of the town, and my school…probably would be looking for a new principal. That was something Penny didn’t have to take into consideration when she…dated.

Penny’s eyes widened. “Damn. You have my full attention now. What did he ask you to do?” she questioned.

“He didn’t ask. But he got a flat tire on the way to my house and when I went to help him you’d never believe what I learned that he keeps in his trunk,” I said.

“A dead body?” Penny asked.

“Sex toys.”

Penny blinked. “Like vibrators just laying all over the trunk of his car?” she asked.

“No. Not those kinds of toys. He had handcuffs, blindfolds, some chains and a whip and some other stuff that I didn’t even know what it was. When I asked him about it you’d never guess what he answered.”

“You’re right. I can’t, so just tell me,” she ordered.

“That he likes to make people smile and he never knows when he’ll need this stuff so he likes to keep it handy. Can you believe that? I mean, I invited him back to my place not even knowing that he’s into all this…stuff.”

“Wait. You invited him back here? Why am I just hearing about that now?” she asked.

“Because it is not important. The fact that he might have tried to use some of that stuff on me is,” I said.

Penny shrugged. “Handcuffs can be fun. The blindfold, well, that’s always good. The whip isn’t something I like, but a riding crop can be fun. You know, a playful, not too hard, smack on the ass.” I rolled my eyes. TMI. She grinned and added, “I said light. Pain hurts. Chains? That sounds rough, but if used right, might be fun too. Maybe you can experiment with them on your next date.”

“What makes you think I’m going out with him again?” That question had kept me up most of the night and I still didn’t have an answer.

“Simple. He’s piqued your interest. You want to know what it would be like to be with someone so…adventurous.”

“I do not! I’ve never…”

Penny quickly interjected saying, “You should. It’s fun. What do you have to lose? Just send him a quick text message inviting him over tonight and ask him to bring the handcuffs, or whichever one appeals to you the most.”

“I can’t do that,” I replied. And I have no idea which one I’d even want to try.

Penny grabbed my cellphone and said, “I can do it for you. This way you don’t have to stress about it.”

“You can’t. I mean, what will he think?” I asked.

“That he’s getting lucky tonight,” she stated. Penny started typing and asked, “So, which one do you want him to bring?”

It would be so easy for me to demand my phone back and I knew Penny would hand it over. She was bold and crazy, but she would never do anything without my permission. Softly I said, “Blindfold.”

Penny grinned and typed. Then handed me my phone back. “Now all you need to do is wait for his response.”

I didn’t need to wait for long.

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