Her dark gaze drops from my face down to my hand and her lips part in an “O.” “Oh my god,” she shrieks, launching to her feet. “Give me that—” She all but slaps the dildo out of my hand. Say something, asshole. “Just trying to help,” I mutter, slipping my hands in the pockets of my board shorts, decidedly not helping. I’m afraid to help now. Afraid of what else I might find…what else I might touch. Does she actually use that thing or— “It was a joke gift,” she says quickly.
