The sex store

You and both of the others are shocked. Rainie is gutsy, but even this is a surprise.

Kayla laughs. "Well, you're in it now," she says.

Rainie grins. "It's not that far, like a ten-fifteen minute walk. We'll go with you. It's called XXX Films, for the record."

You feel like you've seen that place a few times, across from a record store an old ex of yours took you to a few times. It seemed pretty upscale, by the standards of a sex store, at least. You never would have guessed that there was a gloryhole in the back.

You and your roommates run to your rooms and get changed quickly. You can't speak for them, but your stomach is churning with a mixture of excitement and anxiety. Is Natalie actually going to go through with this? She's not exactly a prude, but eating pussy out of a gloryhole is something else.

The four of you meet again in the living room. Rainie looks very pleased with herself, wearing her thick winter coat. She's fiddling with her phone, likely responding to the literal dozens of texts she's getting every minute. "Ready?" she asks.

"I guess... I guess so," Natalie says.

It's a little quiet on the way to the sex store. You and your roommates are normally very talkative, but you'd be willing to bet that the anticipation is to blame for the quiet. Eventually, after about a fifteen minute walk, you arrive at the store. There are no displays in the windows, just a small glass door with bars blocking views from the outside.

"Here we are," Kayla says. "You okay, Natalie?"

"Natalie," Rainie says, her bravado quieted. She looks at her roommate seriously. "If you aren't okay with this, we don't have to do it. I don't want to **** you into anything that would make you feel bad."

Natalie shakes her head. "No," she says. "No, I want to."

Rainie grins again, reassured. "Well all right then," she says, slipping her cell phone back into her pocket. "Let's get started."