A gasp escapes from my perfectly glossed and parted lips, my fingers run over the smooth surface, plucking the bullet vibe from its velvet case. He gr...bs the remote, subtly pressing the ‘on’ switch as I feel the oh-so-quiet bzzzz and vibration of my new toy; the very same toy vibrating my mind and thoughts back to the present. I give a strangled moan, quickly realizing where we are and wondering why he chose to activate it at this moment.We're in a slow moving group of people, some. I also found myself exploring the "adult" bookstores. At first I didn't buy anything, I just "window shopped" the various thing they had but it didn't take too long to buy a few "toys". I also like to wander the malls. In particular, I like to go through the lingerie section of the department stores and imagine what it would feel like to be wearing some of the items. On these little trips, I would always try and look casual. Maybe like I was buying something for a girlfriend. On the inside. I stood up and continued listening. His breathing was beginning to get deeper, Nick was panting and I could hear him moaning under his breath “Fuck yeah Baby, that feels so good, those pantyhose feel good on my hard cock.” I knew there was no way anyone could be in there with him. I was so confused and afraid he was sick. Scared to death but determined to do so, I suddenly grabbed the door handle and turned it. Nick hadn’t locked the door. The door flew open and Nick stood before me with a. "Betty lay the brush down so hard that it made a loud cracking sound against the glass covering the table. "I've had two," she said in a highly impatient voice.He glared at her in a way that told her he knew she was lying. But it didn't matter to her since it didn't change his response. "Goddamn it, you want a drink so bad, take my drink," he snorted setting his glass abruptly beside her elbow before he moved to the bed.While she put on her make-up and sipped at the drink, Betty let her mind.