FRIDAY #20
Medical Supplies
Before going on an afternoon hike in the wilderness, Raven mentioned she had run out of gloves, so we made a quick stop at a local medical supply store. It was a small store. I suspect the silver-haired woman working in the pharmacy was the owner and the chubby redheaded kid at the register was her son.
Ever since I started working on the storytelling showcase, I see the whole world as one big puppet show. I imagine myself in an episode of The Muppets, where Raven and I are real, but everyone else is played by oversized puppets.
I’m going to name the overweight kid “Big Red” and his mom “Silver Lady.”
BIG RED: “Can I help you?”
ME: “Hey there! Where are your latex gloves?”
BIG RED: “In the back.”
ME: “Thanks!”
As we strolled through all three aisles of equipment, Raven said this was a good place to get safety scissors. “Now that you’re learning to play with ropes, you might want to keep a pair on hand.”
I looked around for other kinky supplies. “Oooh . . . there’s a bedpan. In case I ever let you tie me up and make me pee.”
We laughed and she kissed me hard right in the middle of the shop. She pointed to the blue plastic pads and said, “Even though the hospitals use these to soak up blood and urine, they also work great for squirters.” I fondled a stack of adult diapers and joked about how we could get kinky with Depends.
When we arrived at the aisle with the rubber gloves, I was blown away by all the options. They had three different colors of latex: black, clear, and pink. Non-latex nitrile only came in blue, but there was a choice between powdered or non-powdered, both of which were available in small, medium, and large. Raven said she wished her fingers weren’t so petite. She grabbed my ass and squeezed hard. She leaned in and whispered, “But small hands are advantageous for fisting.”
“Ow!” I said, but felt strangely turned on.
We settled on a box to keep at each of our homes, and a pair of safety scissors. The mother-and-son team were both behind the counter by the time we were ready.
BIG RED: “So are you two nurses?”
ME: “No, we’re lesbians.”
SILVER LADY: “Well, that’s certainly more fun than being a nurse.”
BIG RED: “Pardon my ignorance, but what do you use the gloves for?”
ME: “Hiking.”
Big Red looked bewildered.
ME: “It’s not easy to wash your hands when you’re hiking, and if you’re going to have sex, you’ve got to plan ahead. Nobody wants to stuff dirt and twigs inside their girlfriend’s vagina.”
BIG RED: “Oh. Got it.”
He blushes through his smile and waves good-bye.
Yours,
Vi.
P.S. Later, Raven finger-fucked me under the shade of a sycamore tree while I fantasized she was fucking me in the middle of the store while the clerk and his mom watched and couldn’t help themselves and had to jerk off behind the counter.
P.P.S. Sorry this entry is so short. I was tired out from all the hiking, and the sex, but didn’t want to miss a week.