Chapter Five: Prom Night
By: sophie_writes
It was a picture-perfect SoCal Saturday—the time of year when most seniors were looking forward to prom or shopping for a new swimsuit for the summer. Like most of my peers, I'd already taken care of the prom dress situation. The swimsuit would have to wait because right now I was doing a very different kind of shopping with Jocelyn.
"These are cute?" I was holding up a box containing three princess plugs of different colors.
"Cute—but you definitely don't want those!"
"No? Why?"
"Those aren't safe. They really shouldn't even be selling them," Jocelyn explained. "See how the top is only as wide as the middle? You don't want one of those getting lost up in there. And those could."
"Oh!" I had not thought about that at all. "How embarrassing would that be?"
"Very. Also, rubber or glass is better. Look." She picked up a set of rubber ones with t-shaped ends that had the added bonus of being far less expensive. "Also these have a nice taper, and you'll be wearing them for a while at a time if you want to get ready. These'll stay in even if you're being pretty active, but they're easy to take out too."
So good to have expert advice. I had started out the second part of that year as a pretty normal senior and now I was in an adult store with Jocelyn shopping for anal plugs. Life comes at you fast sometimes.
We settled on the rubber ones she'd shown me, and I rummaged around in my purse trying to find the cash I'd withdrawn for this purchase. No way was I risking how this might pop up on my online bank statement. I wasn't trying to have that conversation with my parents anytime between now and basically the end of the world. I found the cash and did my best to complete the transaction without making eye contact with the guy at the register. Jocelyn, as per usual, found my discomfort amusing and gave me shit about it all the way back to her car.
I didn't mind though. The truth was she was being a total lifesaver right now. I would have never been able to work up the courage to make this purchase by myself, for instance. I probably would have been in my room trying to shove vaguely phallic-shaped objects up my ass like an idiot instead if not for her. As crazy as it sounds, I needed someone to mentor me through all this, and she was doing a fantastic job. And she was kind of a pro after all.
"Ok, so I guess I don't need to tell you to start with the small one?" Jocelyn said, laughing.
"No bitch. I figured that part out, thank you."
"Don't be a twat," she told me with her trademark smirk. "So be gentle with yourself. Lots of lube obviously, and just wear it as long as you can when you're not doing anything super athletic."
"I can't believe I am seriously considering wearing one of these to school."
"It's the best way. You can always go take it out."
"I guess I can," I said with a little sigh. What even was my life at this point?
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If you're wondering about prom, yes I was going, and no Lincoln wasn't taking me. I'm sure he had no interest in that and I wasn't about to ask him. Abbey had this guy from UCLA she'd been hooking up with taking her, and I had agreed to go with a guy in our class that we'd both been friends with forever. He was really sweet but there had never been anything romantic between us, and I think he understood it was going to stay that way. And he really wanted to take me, so I agreed. So we did all the usual dinner, prom stuff, etc. I still have the pictures. Abbey and I are there with our dates, and we both look pretty great I feel like I can say, but all I can ever think about when I see those is that I was standing there with a plug in my ass the whole evening.
Because we were cool seniors, we didn't stay at the actual prom very long. The four of us went to an after-party with some other people from our friend group. I, of course, had been told I had other plans for the rest of that night. I grabbed a drink and talked to some people for a while, and after about half an hour, I texted Lincoln so he could come to get me. That took another thirty minutes or so, and I had a nice little buzz happening by the time he arrived. I grabbed my bag with my change of clothes and stuff in it, thanked my date and told him good night. Abbey came outside with me to say hi to Lincoln. And by hi I mean to flirt with him. They for sure still had their little unspoken thing going, and she was sarcastically telling him not to be too late getting me home.
"There's plenty of room for you too, girl," Lincoln told her. She rolled her eyes at him.
"Oh my god would you two just get a room," I said, hopping in Lincoln's SUV.
"Like I said, we got plenty of room, just ditch that white boy" he told Abbey with a cocky grin.
"Wish I could baby," she flirted back. Lincoln and I were both shaking our heads as we drove away.
"Seriously I'm going to tell her to stop being a cock tease," I said laughing.
"She's fun. I can let it slide," Lincoln replied.
"She just needs to get it out of her system. You should do her solid," I suggested, only about half kidding. Those two really did need to get a room. Lincoln just laughed.
When we got to their place, James was on the couch watching something that looked like a Tom and Jerry cartoon of all things. Lincoln joined him, and I put my bag down, unzipped it to grab what I needed, and headed to the downstairs bath to change. I could hear them saying something about Delvin coming over and I hoped he'd bring Jocelyn with him. I wasn't completely sure what tonight would bring, but I liked the idea of her being around for whatever it was.
