smack my bitch up
Just like Wes asked we said our goodbyes at Sol's party and were out the door. Since Spike and Ava had driven together since Spike had to get Sol's birthday present I had driven myself. Couldn't trust those to to not make me late. I hated being late, except for fashionably late of course. Once we were out of the hotel I handed Wes the keys to his Jeep that I had been borrowing. Spike had told me that he told him that I could use it. My car Spike and I had dropped off at the junk yard a few days ago and soon enough I'd be buying a new one.
Told Wes that I needed to stop by home to grab my bag of supplies for the night. We swung by there quickly and I had them all pretty much in the same spot. It didn't take me long before I was out the door and back into his Jeep.
I was so glad to have him back and he definitely seemed happy to be back. He'd forgiven me for me trying my hardest to provoke him before he left. I still was a little ticked that he planned on leaving without saying goodbye to me but right now I was so happy to have him back I wasn't really caring about that anymore.
It wasn't long before we were in his apartment. Handed him the gigantic bag of stuff and said to him, "Your choice." He probably was going to think that these were all pretty basic toys. I had no idea the lengths that his kinkiness went to. I had a feeling that I'd be finding it out tonight.
He was going through it with the diligence that he would peruse an ancient text of some sort. I took off the itchy grass skirt and let it fall to the floor. With the noise of it he looked over at me. With a grin I asked him, "See anything you like?"