Unpacking

Grunting, Mike dragged the penultimate box home.

"Baby, that chair was obviously EXCESS."

"Oh, but no one else has that one I assure you! You can show off to my friend she's a rare art connoisseur."

"Like you're a connoisseur…"

"Like you're a connoisseur" - Clementine repeated after him and went for the last box.

"Hey wait it's heavy..." - Mike wanted to stop her. But she beat him to it and had already managed to pick up the box.

"Huh, and it's not heavy at all."

She said, holding the box over her head. She triumphantly carried it into the living room and set it on the floor.

"Wow, wow, wow wait a minute, it shouldn't be like this... We didn't take anything light! Did they slip us the wrong box?"

Clementine was already standing with a stationery knife.

"Move over."

With deft movements she cut the tape, now it was no trouble to open it.

"Sesame open."

Clementine opened the box. Her smile quickly disappeared, she opens her mouth like "O" and drops the knife to the floor. Mike stepped closer and his eyes almost popped out of his head. The first thing that caught their eye at all was the black dildo. Mike turned away, making a deep facepalm, while Clementine yelled - "JACKPOOOOOOT!" and started pulling everything out of that box. Latex masks, corsets, binding ropes, a bunch of dildos and vibrators flew to the floor. There was everything, nylon gloves, masks, bodysuits and even zentai. She pulled out the black one and stared at it with burning eyes.

"I've dreamed of ever trying one of these!!!"

Her gaze flitted back and forth to Mike and back to the costumes. Mike watched as she rummaged through it all like a child and stepped closer, as he himself was curious, but also disgusted that it was probably that pervert's stuff.

"Whhhhhoooooooooooa"