The Store

As Mary patiently waited in the hotel lobby looking on at the drunken revelers that only come out real late at a convention. She began to contemplate her first day here at Tomorrow Con.

Twenty-four hours ago, I was an innocent naïve girl, riding here with my best friend and her brother. Now, I am waiting to get a ride to a **** store with a strange woman I just met because I was stupid and have possibly gotten myself knocked up; Mary thought with some amusement.

Mary was surprised that she felt no dread or anger. Instead, she was oddly calm. The events of the last day may have taken her from being a virgin to a possible mother, but the fact she was free of the constraint of virginity was liberating. She didn’t need to play the part of the good little girl anymore. Mary started to feel empowered at how she had had sex. It had felt wonderful, and she wasn’t going to let society she should feel anything less than amazing.

Now she was waiting for Amy, a fiery redhead that had no patience with the world much less, Mary. What did she ever do to deserve it? Maybe Amy needs to get laid; Mary thought.

Suddenly a loud muscle car pulled up outside and out stepped Amy. She pointed to her wrist like there was a watch there keeping time. Mary hurried to the car.

“Bout time! Let’s go,” said Amy

The drive to **** store was oddly pleasant. Amy seemed to have chilled out since she was playing hooky from work.

Can’t really blame her; Mary thought. I bet that fiery red hair attracts it's share of pervs . I would be happy not to have to deal with drunken horn dog guests either.

“So why do you need to go to the **** store?” asked Amy

Crap! She had to ask that; Mary thought with slight panic.

“Like I said, I need feminine products,” Mary stammered out in response.

“Which ones?” Amy asked continuing the interrogation.

“Uhhh pads….and tampons,” said Mary in a very unsure tone her voice cracking.

“Listen, girl; I’m not stupid. You need condoms don’t you?” Amy said as more accusation than a question.

I really should get those too…not that it will help my current situation; Mary decided.

“Yeah,” Mary said flatly.

“Men just never seem to carry them. They're all like: oh it doesn’t feel good, or I can’t cum with them on. What a load of shit. Guys just like the idea of cumming inside a girl. I think the idea of planting their seed in a woman knowing they won't have to deal with the consequence gets them off just as much the friction from a warm wet pussy." Then turning to face passenger. "So anyway, who’s the lucky guy? Amy nonchalantly asked.

“I haven’t met him…yet. Just want to be prepared,” Mary said trying her best to put fake confidence in her voice.

“Smart girl. Listen I'm sorry we got off on the wrong foot. It's just I hate working in that hotel at this time of night. Principally with all you con-goers around. I either have to deal with drunken idiots or horny idiots,” Amy said.

“Which category do I fall in?” laughed Mary

“Ha! You’re funny. Well, you’re not drunk, so I’d say,” Amy put her hand on Mary’s knee and moved it up Mary’s thighs “Horny?" Amy asked with a hopeful tone in her voice.

Mary felt a shiver. {if John Seat = 1}She had never considered the possibility of sleeping with another woman. But at this point but twenty-four hours ago she hadn’t considered losing her virginity either and if Tomorrow Con was going to be her sexual awakening. She decided if she was going to try new things might as well try all new things.{else}The brazen confidence of this woman was exhilarating. So different from Susan's girl next door charms. Mary could feel her passion welling up from Amy's sensual touch.{endif}

“Yes,” Mary breathed out throatily her eyes close head resting back against the seat.

“Hmmm later." Amy purred. "We’ve arrived at the **** store. Let’s get your stuff." Amy then squeezed Mary's leg before slowly sliding her hand off it. "Then we can have some fun.”

Mary could feel the wetness between her legs grow when Amy said fun. The feeling was soon smashed. Dread welled up as Mary realized she could not let Amy see her purchase Plan B.

What the fuck am I going to do? Mary thought in panic.