Is Kate a bit of an exhibitionist?
Part 8
I woke the following morning to the sounds of sparrows bickering amongst themselves in the hedgerow. It was a glorious day -- blue sky and bright winter sun.
"Up and out," Luka said in an American cowboy accent. "Time's a-wastin'."
"I never knew you did accents," I said.
"Oh you'll find that I can do all manner of things," she retorted. "Delicious wonderful things, but we can talk about that later. First I want you up. We have a busy day."
Luka seemed in a good mood and when I thought about it, so was I. Since she had come into my life everything seemed better -- the weather, work, my sex life and now I had someone I could depend on. I knew that no matter how bleak the outlook, she would never abandon me; never give me up to the winds of fate.
"And are you going to tell me where we're going?" I asked, "or is it a surprise."
"A surprise," she said chirpily. "Bring your wallet."
I drove into the city and parked in the centre.
"Damned parking meters," I complained, on an hourly rating, they earn more than I do."
"Forget about that," she said. "This is important."
My breath steamed in the winter air. Luka led me out from the centre to a side street that looked cheap with trash lying in the road and pavement. On the right-hand side was a dirty magazine store and opposite it was a sex shop. The windows were tinted and adorned with posters to obscure the view.
"Inside," Luka ordered.
"What?" I said reluctantly, "in there?"
"I am a succubus demon, lovey, what did you expect?"
Gingerly I opened the door. A girl with bleached blond hair and a ring through her nose looked up from the desk. She wore heavy eyeliner and a black T-shirt that clung to her shapely tits. I smiled weakly and she went back to reading.
The room was blissfully empty. The shop assistant looked up at me and realising that I had no idea what I should be doing she said, "Dildos and vibrators down that aisle, BDSM and kinky stuff down that one and magazines and DVDs down there." She pointed to each aisle in turn and then continued with her magazine.
Some of the sex aids I recognised from my frequent viewings of internet porn. Handcuffs, flesh-coloured dildos, pink vibrators with anal stimulators, butt plugs and handcuffs. It was all there -- an Aladdin's cave of sexual paraphernalia.
"Hmm... let me see. Things have really come on a thing or two in the last hundred years. Yay porn," Luka said. "Oh we could use one of those, and those and those."
Luka was referring to a 2-inch diameter blue silicone butt plug, a pair of velvet-lined handcuffs and a black leather gimp mask. I felt seedy picking them up and even seedier when I presented them at the check-out but the girl didn't pay them any mind -- no doubt she had seen it all before. They sat accusingly on the counter as she ran up the bill. In addition to the items above, we also picked up a fur-lined collar and leash -- Luka said she had something specific in mind but wouldn't say. The total came to nearly two hundred pounds which gave me mild palpitations.
"Oh calm down," Luka said, "you'll be glad I bought them."
"Do all female demons have this penchant for shopping?" I asked.
"Most," she said after some consideration, but, "isn't it true for humans too?"
She thought for a moment and continued," Although it all depends on perspective. Perhaps the more accurate question is why men are so attached to their wallets?"
There was another silence, and a tiny chuckle, or what I thought was a chuckle, I couldn't quite tell. Luka had definitely moved in and was making herself at home.
After a spot of lunch, Luka regaled me on how sophisticated sex toys had become. Her last host had resorted to a hand-carved dildo. He had made this himself, and in addition, had procured a condom made from a pig's bladder that was considered the cutting edge of birth control at the time. She said life was simpler back then and a girl considered it a good night out if she got a couple of mugs of ale and a quick one behind the hay barn. Modern girls," she said, "expected so much more so we had our work cut out and needed to be prepared."
After lunch I drove home, but rather than stopping at my house, Luka insisted that we needed to call on Kate again.
"Why?" I asked.
"We need to feed," she replied. "We need to build you in mind and body. The body part is mostly done, but we still have some work to do upstairs."
"But you said that I was well endowed upstairs?" I asked confused.
"Not bad, honey," she quipped, but just like your little pecker, remember him? We can always make improvements."
She had a point. Gone were the days when I would be forced to shower in the private cubicles at the public baths. I was packing something now, to use the modern vernacular, and I was secretly looking forward to the opportunity to show it off.
At that moment Luka chimed in, "You know I can read your thoughts right?"
I pulled up outside Kate's house and thought I saw the net curtains flicker. I got out of the car and was about to knock when it opened. Kate's beaming face welcomed me in.
"Oh I'm so glad you've popped round," she said. "I can't stop thinking about you. My poor vibrator is worn out."
"It looks like you've woken a beast," Luka chipped in. "You might have your work cut out today."
She showed me into the living room and asked, "Tea?"
