So what are you supposed to do with it?”He eyed her incredulously. “For real? It’s called a butt plug. What do you think you’re supposed to do with it?”She scratched her nose and nodded, trying not to let the apprehension show. “Okay. I’ll do it. But if it hurts, just let me know and I’ll take it out, stat. Don’t be a hero.”He gaped at her and shook his head. “Aw, no. Sweetie. That’s not for me.

So what are you supposed to do with it?”He eyed her incredulously. “For real? It’s called a butt plug. What do you think you’re supposed to do with it?”She scratched her nose and nodded, trying not to let the apprehension show. “Okay. I’ll do it. But if it hurts, just let me know and I’ll take it out, stat. Don’t be a hero.”He gaped at her and shook his head. “Aw, no. Sweetie. That’s not for me.

– Christine Bell –

Down the Aisle

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