The Black Diamond had just left the gentleman's club, ready to head home in her old, white Mustang. Her plan was to head home, but as she came down one of the streets, her eyes caught Dexi's Emporium. She often looked at it and thought about going in, but so far, had only turned it down because of being tired.

She eventually came to realize that she would probably never get around to it, if she kept that up. Cheryl's lips quirked into a smile, and she made a U-turn in order to head back in the direction of the shop. She wasn't sure what she was looking for, exactly, but she was interested in looking at their clothes, at least.

For some reason, sex shops had a lot of clothes that she really liked.

Cheryl parked and locked up the car, stepping inside the store. It seemed that the shop owner was currently not in the front, and so the girl helped herself to look around at the toys. She never had one, but it wasn't because she was shy or anything. She just never really had a need for one.

But nowadays, what girl at twenty-one did not have some sort of sex toy? It was almost unheard of. At least, that was what Cheryl believed.

((WEARING THIS))