Thirty-Three

“So how was it?” Annie asks as we browse the isles of a sporting goods store.

“How was what?” I ask as innocently as I can.

She scoffs, “come on Ali, you know what I mean. How was the giant ice man dildo?” She asks, her voice getting louder with each word.

“Annie!” I hiss at her as a few people look our way.

“What?” She asks with a grin.

“It was fine,” I grit out.

She raises an eyebrow, “just fine? Girl, you gotta give me something more than that.”

“It was.. weird?” I tell her. “I didn’t like the material and it was uncomfortably big.” Uncomfortable was being generous, the thing had almost hurt and the entire experience had been horrible.

“Hmm,” Annie hums. “Maybe we should have started you with something smaller. That’s my bad, I just got so excited when I saw it I forgot that you’ve never had one before.”

“Never had what?” George asks as the boys come up the isle.

“This freeze dried ice cream bar,” I answer quickly. Pulling the package from the shelf I