Jessica's Cowboy Daddy - Melinda Barron Page 0,24
Aurora, who had parked the truck but not reached for the door handle, or even taken off her seatbelt.
“I’m not sure,” Aurora said. “It seemed much easier to think about going in when I was looking at pictures online.”
“Most things do,” Jessica said. “But that’s why you tricked me into coming with you, because I’m just the type to march right in there and see what’s what.”
“You got that right!” Aurora took off her seatbelt. “I’m ready.”
“Then let’s go.”
A big sign at the front door said no pictures allowed, and all transactions were cash only. She pointed it out to Aurora. “You brought cash?”
“I did.” Aurora patted her purse. “But their website says there is an ATM inside for those who need to get cash.”
“Good to know, because I don’t have any.” The electronic doors slid open as they neared. They went inside and a second set of doors opened. After they’d passed through the metal detectors, Jessica stopped, mesmerized by what she saw. She and Hawk had been here once, and she’d been more interested in the man standing beside her than the store. They’d bought some nipple clamps, a butterfly vibrator which she wore from time to time while at work, and a bondage kit that he’d yet to open, much to her dismay.
“It looks different,” she said.
“According to their website they remodeled last month.”
“Can I help you ladies?” a woman behind the counter asked.
“My friend is looking for a dildo to give her husband on their wedding night,” Jessica said.
Snorts of laughter and a “Good for you,” met the announcement.
“Toys are on the far right corner,” the clerk said. “If you have any questions let me know.”
They started in that direction, but Jessica stopped to examine an array of massage oils, flavored ones. “I wonder how much disposable money I have in my account.”
“Check your balance,” Aurora said. “But hurry. I want your help.”
“I’ll do it later,” Jessica said. “Let’s go and see what’s what in the fake fuck me department.”
They started on their way again, and Jessica wondered if they had a Daddy department. What sort of things would they stock? Toys? Puzzles? Videos? Belts for spankings? All of that stuff could be bought in a regular store, although she and Hawk hadn’t done that kind of shopping. They’d just used things from around the house.
Going shopping for things might be fun, though. She had to remember to pose the idea to Hawk, if he was still talking to her after she’d snuck away with Aurora.
“Wow.”
Jessica almost knocked Aurora down. Her friend had stopped and whispered her amazement at the amount of dildos available for sale.
“I have no idea what to buy,” Aurora said.
“You want acrylic, silicone, glass, or something more realistic?”
“I have no clue, what do you suggest?”
“I have several of each,” Jessica said. “But I would suggest something about six or seven inches, made of silicone. I’m not asking about Holt’s size, I just think you should stick with the size you’re used to at first.”
“Sounds good,” Aurora said. “I think I want to browse for a few moments. Alone, if that’s okay.”
“That’s fine,” Jessica said. “Text me if you need me.” She turned and looked around the huge store. There were various couples around, and some single men and women. What should she look at, she wondered? Bondage equipment would be the first, then she wanted to pick out a massage oil.
She had to remember not to go crazy with buying things, although it would be fun. It would be more fun to come back with Hawk and pick out things together.
She couldn’t wait to bring him here, again.
Hawk wiped his hands on the rag hanging from the stable door and reached for his phone. The ID said it was Nate Willis. He figured Nate was calling to ask about Becky, since the two of them seemed to have hit it off at the barbecue last night. Either that or he was calling to say they’d found Matilda Dobbs, either dead, or alive.
“Hey,” Hawk greeted the ranger. “What’s up?”
“Hey,” Willis responded. “I’m looking for your lady. Is she with you?”
Hawk’s stomach did a few flips. “No, she’s up at the house. You have her number, right?”
“She’s not answering, so I stopped by the house and she’s not here. I’d hoped she was with you.”
“Son of a bitch,” Hawk whispered. He knew she was up to something today. There was just no telling what it was. “You’re at the house now?”
“I tried her house,