Oh, and one more thing…”
“Yes?”
“He loves purple.”
Rita laughed again before saying goodbye and hanging up. At this point he just wanted to get the whole thing over with. Shireen had been specific about their willingness to outfit both women and men. She had to. He got a brief view of the ceiling of the club’s first floor before the gigantic woman shifted her flab across the leather. He wasn’t about to put on a show for Ms. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes, dear.”
Heather grabbed his buttplug, pulled it free and tossed it on the floor unceremoniously. In no time at all, a curvy Latina with shoulder-length black hair strolled into view. It was clearly a women’s boutique, yet it seemed not all their customers were female. Maybe it would’ve blossomed into a relationship with her and maybe not, but the important thing is, you know how to treat a woman.
