Smiling, Karen said, “No, I don’t have a part-time job. I just know where to go so I do not have to bitch about not getting some. Now listen, I have to be at work early so I am just going to pick up one for you and one for Ms. Star Struck over there. Take it home, try it out and let me know if it works for you,” she said grabbing two vibrators off the wall, a blue one for me and a pink one for Danita. Perfect, what every sorority girl needs: a vibrator in her organization’s colors.
Danita, hypnotized by the life-size model of the ten-inch penis protected by plastic, just nodded her head. We walked up front, Karen whipped out her credit card and within minutes, we were back in the car, headed toward our side of town.
After dropping Karen and Danita, I traveled back to my domicile, half-scared and half-eager about my new plaything.