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Brytney said “Hey! There you are,” snapping me out of my thoughts. “I’d thought you’d at least make it past the first aisle.”

“I told you before I have no interest in anything here.” I’m not even going to mention my encounter with Ian. “Are you ready? I’d like to get out of here now.”

“Yes, let’s go check out.”

“‘You’ check out, there’s nothing here for me to buy.”

“I know something you can get, come on!” Brytney grabs my hand and starts pulling me deeper into the store.

“What the hell is that!?” I stop abruptly eyes going wide to a thing with metal bars with hooks on each end top and bottom.

“Suspension bars, but I think you should start out slow…that there requires experience.”

“Hysterical, and no thank you to even starting.”

“Oh come on Vanessa, here you go, try these out. Shayne will probably have a stroke…but it might get you turned over to the side or if you’re really lucky on your hands and knees.” She tosses a pair of panties at me; at least I think they are panties. I hold them up looking at them; they are completely split in the middle. Turning them in all directions, I look over to Brytney who is standing there with a grin. “Here, let me show you. Look they’re crotch-less panties, easy access!”

“I’m not wearing those!”

“Oh come on Vanessa, just buy them or better yet let me buy them for you. Think of it as an early honeymoon present.”

“I don’t think I could wear those and besides Shayne is happy with the panties I already own.”

“Too bad, I’m buying them, and you’re wearing them.” She tosses them on the counter with the pile of sex toys and lotions she already has up there. “Put the crotch-less panties in a bag of their own please, they go with her.”

The cashier looks over at me and smiles. “Would you like to join our mailing list?”

“Mailing list!? Are you serious!? People actually want sex brochures sent to their homes?”

“Oh sweetie, no one would know, they come in a disclosed envelope.”

“No thank you, besides this will be my one and only visit here.”

She laughs at my remark. “Yeah, that’s what all of my customers say the first time they stop in. Isn’t that right, Brytney?”

I shake my head at Brytney. “I don’t even want to know how often you come in here.”

Handing me my bag with the panties, which I will never wear, Brytney says. “Let’s just say I know about the new stuff before it hits the shelf! Isn’t that right, Ali?” She gives the cashier a wink.

“My top customer,” She says back laughing. “See you soon Brytney.”