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Lexa was standing behind the counter of her small shop, it had been aquiet morning, but the mornings usually were pretty quiet so she hadfigured she might as well go through some emails and inventory. Thetinkling of the bell above the door caught her attention and sheglanced over to see a young blonde woman, possibly a year or twoyounger than herself, nervously looking around the interior of thestore.

Lexa had to fight to keep the small smile off her face, the blonde’sreaction was quite common for people who didn’t tend to walk intoestablishments such as hers. They would tend to look around to see ifanyone else was in there, before walking over to whichever sectioninterested them.

A few times since she had opened the store Lexa had actually had toask people to leave, high school kids sometimes tried to pretend thatthey were older than they actually were, the giggling would usuallygive it away if their faces didn’t. There was a sign on the doorsaying that you had to be over the age of 18 to go inside. Lexa was amassive advocate for sex education in schools, but that didn’t meanshe thought that 14 year olds should be walking into sex shops.

She turned her attention back to the screen in front of her, surethat if the blonde wanted any kind of help she would ask.

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Clarke wasn’t sure what made her walk into the small store, shecouldn’t help but think how proud Raven would be of herself. Shewas pretty happy that the place was empty apart from the prettybrunette behind the counter who seemed to be very busy with whatevershe was doing on the computer, which Clarke was thankful for.

Raven hadn’t been wrong when she pointed out to Clarke that it hadbeen a while, she hadn’t got laid in months, if she had to guess itwould be close to 7 months which was a long time for her. In herdefence her last relationship had been intense and hadn’t endedwell, so she had no interest in putting herself out there again,whether that be for a relationship or a one night stand. She hadspent almost two years living in someone else’s pocket, she neededto remember who she was as an individual.

Clarke hadn’t owned a vibrator or anything like that since hercollege days, which weren’t that long ago, but she felt like herbrain was going to short circuit looking at everything that was onoffer. She had no idea what she was looking for. She knew that shecould ask the girl for help or some sort of advice, she worked in asex shop for goodness sake, she was probably used to it. Clarkeglanced back at the counter and saw that the brunette was looking ather, a small smile playing on her lips as their eyes met. Her heartpounding in her chest made Clarke think twice about asking for help,the girl was hot. No, hot wasn’t the right word for it, she wasbeautiful.

Taking a deep breath Clarke turned her attention back to the displayin front of her.

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Lexa really wasn’t going to ask the blonde girl if she needed anyhelp, but as she glanced at the time on her laptop she saw that thegirl had been looking at the same display for almost 20 minutes, sheobviously needed some kind of help.

“Is there anything you need help with?” Lexa asked as she walkedover to the blonde girl, biting the inside of her cheek as the poorgirl literally jumped.

“I… maybe?” The blonde said, rolling her eyes at herself, “I…well, my roommate handed me a leaflet this morning and told me if Iwas wound anymore tightly I’d be a Timex, so…”

Lexa couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of her.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t laugh…” Lexa said, shaking her headslightly.

The laughter had obviously broken the ice though as the blondestarted to look a little more comfortable.

“I honestly don’t even know how I ended up here,” she said,shaking her head, “I’m Clarke, by the way.”

“Lexa,” Lexa replied, holding out her hand, which the blondeshook, “owner of this small establishment.”

“You own this place?” Clarke asked, her brow furrowed a little.

“I do,” Lexa said with a nod, “does that surprise you?”

“Kind of, you don’t seem like this is the kind of place you’down…” Clarke said, “not that there’s a particular type ofperson that would own a business like this, I’m just going to shutup now.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Lexa said with a small laugh, “you’dbe surprised at just how many times I’ve heard that, mostly from myparents.”

The smile on Lexa’s lips grew as that made Clarke laugh.

“So,” Lexa said, “do you need any help, you were looking alittle… terrified.”

“Little bit,” Clarke said with a nod, “it’s been a while, Ihaven’t owned anything like this since college, I have no idea whatI’m looking for.”

“Okay, let’s start with the easier questions first,” Lexa saidwith a soft smile, “are you interested in something for stimulationor penetration?”

“Yes.” Clarke said, a smile tugging at her lips as Lexa laughed,shaking her head a little.

“Okay,” Lexa said, walking over to one side of the display,“these little bullets here are great for stimulation, they’resmall and discreet…”

“Is that a keyring?” Clarke asked, interrupting Lexa.

“We cater for everything here,” Lexa said with a wink, “we evenhave a back room for the more… exotic tastes if that’s whatyou’re into.”

“You mean like whips and stuff?” Clarke said.

“And stuff.” Lexa said, “the back room is definitely for aspecific market.”

“I think I’ll just stick to this for now.” Clarke replied.

“Good call,” Lexa said with a nod, “though if you areinterested… just let me know.”

“Do you offer demonstrations?” Clarke asked before she could stopherself.

“That depends.” Lexa replied.

“On what?” Clarke asked, suddenly feeling a lot braver than shehad been when she walked into the store.

“If you’re free Saturday night.” Lexa said.

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“Have you been sitting here since I left for work this morning?”Raven asked as she walked into the living room of the apartment.

“Nope.” Clarke replied, shaking her head slightly, “I’ve hada… productive day.”

“You went to the sex shop,” Raven said, amusement clear in hervoice, “see, what did I tell you, it’s been too long Clarke.”

Clarke couldn’t stop the blush that took over her face as her mindflashed back to just how many times she had made herself come thatafternoon when she had got home with her purchases, and just whoseface she had been thinking of at the time.

“So,” Raven continued, dropping herself down on the sofa next toClarke, “how was it?”

“I’m not going to give you details about my time in the sex shop,Rae,” Clarke said, shaking her head, “it was… interesting.”

“You bought something though, right?” Raven asked.

“I did,” Clarke said with a nod as she stood up, “I’m goingto get another beer, do you want one?”

“I do,” Raven said with a nod, “I’m guessing that you boughta couple of toys, right?”

“And got a date.” Clarke said, shooting a smirk over her shoulderat her best friend.

“What?” Raven yelled as Clarke’s words sank in.