Chapter 17

Lanh followed Kim-ly into the “Adult Super Store” with fear and apprehension written all over her face. The front windows had mannequins wearing scandalous evening wear, see through evening gowns, sheer blouses, bras with holes to reveal the nipples, even crotchless panties. Inside, it was worse. The store was filled with racks and racks of DVDs and magazines. Their cases and covers featured naked people in questionable poses. And their titles! “I don’t think we’re supposed to be in here,” Lanh whispered to Kim-ly.

“Don’t worry about it, we’re both over eighteen, one of us has a college degree, and one of us is dressed nicely. We’re good! Hey Davie!”

The greasy-haired, pimple faced man behind the cash register waved his hand. “How ya doin’ Kimmie? This your sister?”

“Yepper. We’re on a fact-finding mission, her husband is in basic training and she’s feeling lonely.”

“Shhh!” Lanh was in a panic. Did Kim-ly tell everyone about her and Don?

“Relax, Davie was in my physics class at Bemidji State, ain’t that right Davie?”

“Right as rain Kimmie. You guys want some tokens for the video booths?” Davie reached under the counter.

“She’s not ready for that, maybe when her hubby gets sent overseas, she’ll take the center booth,” Kim-ly grinned.

“What’s the center booth?” asked Lanh innocently, but she was ignored.

“Is anyone back there?” Kim-ly asked Davie.

“Nope, it’s still pretty early in the day.”

“Ok you,” Kim-ly said to Lanh, “come on, you’ll just have to use your imagination.” She led Lanh to a short hallway with three doors on each side. She opened the center door to reveal a small booth with two folding chairs and a TV screen on the end wall. The two walls adjoining the neighboring booths had circular holes cut into the walls at waist height. “Any guess what those holes are for?” Kim-ly had a mischievous grin.

Lanh knew she could wipe that grin off of her sister’s face and said the most outrageous thing she could think of: “Some guy sticks his ... uhh ... his penis through the hole at you.”

The look of surprise on Kim-ly’s face was priceless. “That’s right! How did you know?”

“Right?!? I didn’t know! I just thought of the weirdest thing I could imagine ... why would some guy do that?” Lanh was appalled at the thought.

“So, the person on this side could suck it, silly!”

“But what if it’s a guy on this side?” Lanh’s head spun with the realization of anonymous sex.

“That’s the thing, you don’t know; in your imagination it could be anyone.” Remembering Lanh’s love for Magnum PI re-runs, Kim-ly said, “Ok, picture yourself blindfolded, someone enters the room and starts going down on you, it could be Don, but who is to say it’s not Tom Selleck? It could be anyone, so let your imagination run wild and have some fun!”

The idea had some appeal to Lanh, and she used her imagination, but she never considered imagining anyone but Don. Kim-ly continued, “Say you’re a guy and you think you might be bi; you could come here and try going down on a dick or two to see if you want to commit to the idea, or you’re a horny, lonely divorcee and miss having a dick to suck, or maybe you and your hubby are a little more open and he wants to watch you suck a different cock or...”

Lanh interrupted, “Have YOU ever tried it?”

“A couple of times, but that was with a guy I was dating.” Lanh looked confused, but Kim-ly continued, “When a dick comes through the wall, it could be anyone. You might KNOW it’s Don’s dick, but unless he has your name tattooed on it, you really don’t know for sure, so it could be Don, or it could be Tom Selleck.” Lanh’s expression showed that she wasn’t sold on the idea in the least, so Kim-ly led her out of the booths. “We’re not here for that, we’re here for the toys.”

“Toys? I don’t understand.” Lanh couldn’t fathom a place like this selling a Barbie Dream House or a train set for under the Christmas tree.

Kim-ly sighed. “If your matron of honor had thrown a proper bachelorette party for you, you would already have a nice collection of toys.” Kim-ly led Lanh into a separate room with a sign that said Toy Land over the entryway and in there were toys that Lanh would never have dreamed about in her wildest dreams. “If you had a proper bachelorette party, here’s where we would have gotten your gifts ... I wonder if Syd is going to have a bachelorette party, these would be perfect for her,” said Kim-ly as she held up a pair of fuzzy pink handcuffs.

Lanh was no longer listening. She was doing a silent inventory of Toy Land, most of which she was clueless about how they would be used. She picked up one that truly confused her; it was a beaver sitting on a big log. One end of the thick log was rounded, the other end was covered with buttons. The beaver’s tail was pointing to the rounded end of the log. “What is this for?” she asked aloud.

As if by magic, Davey appeared and said, “Let me show you.” He fished a couple of batteries out of his pocket and in seconds, the device was buzzing and wriggling.

“So?” asked a confused Lanh.

Realizing he was working with a total innocent, Davey explained, “The log goes inside you, and it vibrates, and does this,” he pushed some buttons and the log started twisting and curving around, and the beaver’s tail started wagging up and down. “The tail licks your clit while the log squirms around inside you ... I bet this feels really good.” Lanh was hypnotized by the sales pitch, she tried to imagine how it would feel in her pussy, but there’s no way she could justify the cost of that toy.