A night out with Michelle could take many turns, often dependent on whether or not she’d had a preparatory nap that afternoon.
Dinner followed by dancing often lead to chips and gravy at a dodgy downtown takeaway joint.
One time they ended up couples champions at a lesbian roller derby.
Tonight though, they were at a sex shop.
Michelle could be shy about such things so Roxy left her girlfriend to her own devices and went to look at other things, returning later to find her very intently studying a mannequin which donned a rather impressively-sized strap-on.
Roxy sidled up next to her and whispered, lips brushing tantalisingly against the shell of Michelle’s ear, “nothing too big or overly… realistic, is my preference.”
Roxy revelled in Michelle’s sharp intake of breath and the widening of her eyes as she gently nibbled on said earlobe before moving away again.
She was very pleased at the sight of a discretely wrapped goodie bag tucked under a blushing Michelle’s arm when it was time to leave.
