Page 44 of Chasing Gold, Catching Her

Did they have a hotel in the center again?

Throwing a warm down jacket over her shoulders, she left her hotel and got into the taxi. The drive was not long, maybe twenty minutes.

But when Alisa arrived, she stepped out of the taxi and for several seconds did not understand where she was supposed to go.

Then she opened the map again. No, she was definitely in the right place. Except that instead of a hotel there was a sex shop.

Did Tora send me here on purpose?

Was this some kind of joke?

Alisa immediately sent her a message.

The answer came almost instantly.

Tora: I’ll be there in five mins. Go inside and look around for now, don’t freeze outside. babe. It’s -30 anyway :)

Seriously? Why did Tora need me in a sex shop?

Alisa snorted softly and, after standing outside for another few seconds, finally forced herself to go in, if only because she absolutely did not want to freeze to death on the street.

She had never been to sex shops abroad. The only time in her life she had gone into one had been when she was fourteen and had sneaked into one with a school friend purely out of curiosity, because they wanted to know what was hidden behind the dark doors with the glowing eighteen-plus sign and the heavy red curtain instead of a real entrance.

Her expectations back then had been entirely different. She had imagined that there would be all sorts of strange dildos and mysterious cocks laid out openly, but in reality everything had been hidden away in boxes with photographs on them, and there had been weird costumes that looked more like ropes and straps than actual clothes.

Adults, Alisa thought as she stepped inside the shop and the bell above the door rang quietly, were very strange.

But she was one of them for 3 years already, being twenty was fun at some point.

When she entered the sex shop, the first thing Alisa noticed was the windows. They were huge and completely open, everything transparent and visible from the street… beautiful sex toys of all shapes and colors stood inside the displays, slowly turning like exhibits in a museum. There were no shame and clearly no attempt to hide something that was apparently considered perfectly natural here.

She stepped farther inside and looked around carefully. The shop was brightly lit, more like an ordinary cosmetics store or some neat little convenience shop than anything else. It felt strangely domestic, as though people came here the same way they went grocery shopping, only instead of fruit and milk they bought lubricants and sex toys.

Something about that quietly shattered one of the old stereotypes inside Alisa.

Her gaze stopped on a small pink thing displayed under the glass. It was pretty and no larger than a fingertip. Before she could look away, one of the consultants approached her, a handsome blond man with a perfect beard, glasses, and bright gray eyes that lit up immediately.

“Oh, excellent choice, ma’am. Vibro bullets are very popular among lesbians right now.”

“I’m not a lesbian—”

“Oh, sorry, sorry,” he interrupted at once, visibly embarrassed. “Where are my manners? End of the shift, sometimes my brain just leaves me. In any case, this is a wonderful toy whether you want to use it alone or with a partner, no matter what gender they are.”

“This is really—” Alisa began, but she stopped abruptly when she suddenly felt warmth behind her.

Tora’s hand slipped into the opening of Alisa’s half-unbuttoned jacket and rested gently on her waist.

“And what exactly did you like about the bullet?” Tora asked softly.

The consultant smiled immediately when he saw them together.

“What was I saying? Ah, yes. It has twenty-five different vibration modes and adjustable intensity, plus it can be controlled remotely or through an app, very high-tech. It also warms to body temperature, and if you want, it can even sync with music.”

“Music?” Alisa repeated, raising her eyebrows. She could not have cared less about technology.

“Yes. It vibrates to the beat of whatever track you put on.”

Fantasies flashed through Alisa’s mind about how the bullet would vibrate to her favorite tracks…