Livia was certain sheâd push her beyond Ethelâs old lady tendencies, or at least try. Livia wasnât quite sure how far down Jasiâs road to sexual freedom she was ready to travel at this point.
Livi tried to settle her nerves and bubble up some bravado by channeling Quincy.
So what would Quincy do? For Quincy, this would be no big deal. Just like going to the drugstore to pick up tampons. No, condoms, she corrected herself. Quincy would walk into this place, proudto let the clerks know that she was about to get seriously busy. Yeah, thatâs what Quincy would do.
Livia felt her body pull itself up to its full stature and turned to see Jasi speed walking up the street.
âHey, doll!â Jasiâs voice called out. âSorry Iâm late! Letâs go buy you a dildo!â
The guy walking past broke out into laughter and Livia felt Quincy disappear, crushed by the weight of the ginormous cringe that had enveloped her body. Before Livia could die of embarrassment right there on the sidewalk, Jasi grabbed her elbow and whisked her inside.
Tickle Me Pink was nothing like sheâd imagined. Sheâd pictured in her head a seedy, dusty porn shop atmosphere, full of cheap sex novelties like blow-up sheep and sex dolls. But Livi was pleasantly surprised. This store was open and airy, and set up more like a high end jewelry store. The décor was definitely boudoir chic, carried out by black, flocked wallpaper and flourishes of hot pink. Two crystal chandeliers shed soft light on the elegantly showcased merchandise. Lining the walls were black bookcases stocked with various products grouped together by purpose.
Okay. It was obvious she had misjudged the entire adult toy industry on the basis of days gone by when sex shops were sleazy stores peddling to pervs and predators. The whole ambiance of Tickle Me Pink bubbled with feminine pleasure.
âSo, where do you want to start?â Jasi inquired with an amused bend to her lips.
Livia shrugged her shoulders while taking a quick check of the inventory. Vibrators and dildos in one corner. Handcuffs, crops, feather dusters and other bondage and fetish toys in another. Anal play, water play items in one section. Candles, oils, body paintsand lubricants to get you in the mood, were shelved in another. There was something on these shelves for every appetite.
âWhatâs a Clone-a-Willie?â Livia asked.
âItâs a kit for you to make the perfect copy of your manâs penis,â the store clerk, whoâd suddenly appeared at her side, informed them. âIt comes in white and brown. Would you like to see how it works?â
âNo thanks,â Livia replied, not wanting to reveal that she didnât have a dick at home to clone and even if she did, sheâd yet to find a willie pretty enough to duplicate forever. âIâll just look around for a bit.â
From the corner of her eye, Liv saw Jasi mouth the words, âfirst timeâ to the clerk as she walked by. Apparently, Livia decided, embarrassing her in front of every stranger they encountered was Jasiâs mission for the day.
âItâs been a month since your party. I gotta give it to you. I didnât think youâd actually go through with making that list,â Jasi said.
âOh, I made the list that very same night,â Livia admitted. âItâs just taken me this long to act on it. But I promised, so here I am.â
Livia walked over to one of the two, tall, glass display cases. It was well-lit to showcase a bevy of glass dildos and other high-end sex toys inside. A sparkle caught her eye. Were those jewels? People actually blinged out their vibrator?
âAre those real diamonds?â
âYep. Twenty-eight round cut VS1 diamonds. Well over half a carat. Itâs available in both pure platinum or 24K gold,â the salesgirl said, unlocking the case and putting it in Liviâs hands.
It had a nice heft to