Chapter 6: Id, Ego, Dozen

After Thursday I retreated back to the grandmother’s house. Most of my stuff was still packed but laid out at Robert’s. I’d returned the padlock to the basement door in the interim which meant I’d need to return to do laundry sooner or later.

GG and I had made her run to the sex shop on Saturday. She ‘paid’ for my early entry by getting tag-teamed the owners. I sat and watched. It was odd. Seeing Mindy with Mickey or Alex with Scott tended to turn my stomach and spur me towards violence, but Amanda blowing a roadie and this didn’t really phase me.

Nicole and Harry seemed like a genuinely nice couple. I’d surmised they were reformed hippies and that Nicole was very much the one in charge. They’d made some attempt to get me to join in the coupling (tripling?), but I wasn’t anxious to try anything with either of them. It did allow me to walk around and actually make selections this time as the previous trip had been rather rushed.

A few trips around and we’d gotten everything the girls had asked for. I got a few doubles of a few things on their lists as at the end of the year we’d be parting ways.

GG picked up and gave me a brief overview of some more elaborate bondage gear she wanted me to ‘learn’ how to use. I assumed that just meant she wanted a scene featuring those and was using my education as a means to her own end. Several bottles and tubes of lube were also a ‘must.’ A bottle of warming lube as well even though the areas I tended to lube up were warm enough without it.

I also picked out some stuff I wanted to try out on GG and potentially my sister later with a focus on the familial ‘off button.’ They also sold smelling salts. They smell awful, kiddo, in case you ever need to know.

I also got a few things for Sarah. Looking back that was insane, I bought her sex toys before she let me have sex with her, but I was a special kind of stupid. She said that ‘Fred’ had been worn out due to her own activities after Jazz Thursdays in the last few months, so I’d intended to replace it. Unfortunately, I had no idea what type of vibrator ‘Fred’ was. I listened to GG, Nicole, and Harry all give their thoughts on the various types of models and the highs and lows of each and settled on getting her a few different ones; a ‘rabbit’ model that was about the size of my own equipment being just about half an inch shorter and not quite as girthy, a smaller pink one that looked like an icicle, an ‘egg’, and lastly a blue one with a curve in it whose box read “Waterproof” four times in different colors and fonts.

GG also made some purchases on her own including a piece of furniture that was intended as a gift. I was confused as to whom she intended it for till she gave Nicole Robert’s address for delivery. The other items she had packaged discreetly while I wandered the pornography section. I wasn’t very familiar with it as a concept. The twins had insisted we watch a few tapes they had during the early days of our friendship and Daniel had a variety of magazines I was hesitant to touch, but I’d discovered sex before masturbation so never had those experiences.

I walked up and down the aisles, but most of it wasn’t really attractive to me. It seemed crass for lack of a better term. I ended up picking up some nude playing cards for Scott and Daniel’s Christmas presents. I also got a few books for myself; some were guides and some were erotic. I found a couple with a familial bent which I’d grabbed just to see if they related to my own experiences at all. GG added a few of her own choices for me to read themed with family and bondage as well as ‘the story of O’ which I put back as I already read it years prior.