“I’d like to go to Good Vibrations please,” I said to the taxi driver."
He looked in the rearview mirror and frowned. “Sorry? You want to go where?”
“Oh, take me to Fifty-Fourth Street, please.” I blushed, as I realized I’d said the name of the sex toy shop instead of the address.
“Okay.” And off we went.
I looked back at my phone and Harry had sent me another message. Sarah, what do you want for Christmas?
Surprise me, I responded, and then put my phone back in my handbag. I liked getting surprises. When you had parents as wealthy as ours, you could get anything that you wanted. There was nothing that neither of us needed. If I wanted it, I could buy it myself. That’s why I liked the thoughtful gifts, because they showed me that he was actually thinking about who I was as a person and my individual quirks, as opposed to just what expensive gadget or handbag he could get me.
Within fifteen minutes, the taxi pulled over and I was outside Good Vibrations. I handed him a twenty and got out. I took a deep breath and walked into the store. My jaw dropped as I saw so many different sex toys that I’d never even imagined. This was going to be fun. I immediately walked over to the sales associate.
“Hi, welcome to Good Vibrations. Can I help you find something?” she asked me with a big smile.
“Hi. Yeah, I’m actually looking for a present for a friend of mine.”
“Sure you are.” The lady smiled. “And what sort of present would your friend be looking for?”
“I was thinking of a dildo? I said softly, lowering my voice and looked around. And then I rolled my eyes at myself. “Sorry. I don’t know why I’m whispering to you. I guess everyone here is here for sex toys.”
“That’s okay, dear. I can help you get your friend whatever she’s looking for.” She winked at me and I knew she totally thought the dildo was for me. I blushed at her knowing look. “So, what sort of dildo were you interested in?”
“I was thinking of the biggest dildo that you had. How large do they go?” I giggled slightly as the words came out of my mouth.
“Oh, wow, oh my dear.” She looked at me, an impressed look on her face. “I guess you like it, I mean, I guess your friend likes them big?”
“Oh yeah.” I laughed. “My friend likes them really big.”
Thirty minutes later, I was walking out with a twelve-inch double pleasure dildo and a huge grin on my face. Take that, Harry. Girlfriend number one’s going to be in for a very shocking surprise. I laughed to myself and then thought about what I could get for girlfriend number two. I had thought about getting super large dildos for all three of them, but I wanted to be inventive; I at least owed Harry that. He’d said he didn’t want all the girls to get the same present, so I was going to ensure that none of them got the same present, though I was also going to make sure that none of them got the sort of present he was talking about. I couldn’t wait to see his face when he realized the gag gifts I’d bought. Next time he’d buy his own bottles of perfume and call it a day. I was nobody’s personal shopper.
An idea suddenly hit me for present number two and I pulled out my phone and quickly started searching in Google. I needed to get some tickets and I needed to know where to pick them up. I looked for sex clubs. I scrolled down until I found one that I liked the sound of, Wonderland Swingers Paradise. Oh yeah, that sounded like an awesome place. Harry would gag when he realized he was inviting his date to a swing club. I giggled at the thought and quickly called the number.
“Hello, Wonderland Swingers Paradise. How may I help you?”
“Hi. I was calling because I was interested in finding out if I can get some VIP tickets for your next event?”
“Which event would that be, ma’am? We have several coming up.”
“Well, I’m pretty open. I kind of promised my boyfriend that I’d do something really, really kinky as his Christmas present, so do you have any suggestions for me?” I tried to withhold a laugh. This was going to be awesome.
“Well, ma’am, we do have an event coming up just on New Year’s Eve. It is the No Holds Barred Swinging Night of Sin. I don’t know if you’ve ever been to one of our events before, but this will be the kinkiest event of the year. We do promise that you’ll receive pleasure from at least five different, very amazing men.”
“Oh, that sounds absolutely perfect. I’d love to get two tickets for that, please.” Holy shit, five different men? What was that all about?
“Of course, ma’am. And where should we mail them to?”
“Is it possible for me to come and pick them up today instead of you mailing them… uhm, I don’t want my boyfriend to open the mail and ruin the surprise?”
“Well, ma’am, I don’t know about that, we normally—”
“I’d pay extra.” I was almost begging now. “There’d be a little bonus for you?”
“Oh, well of course ma’am. If you come after five p.m., then I can have two tickets waiting for you. They would of course be five hundred dollars apiece.”
“Oh, wow. Five hundred dollars apiece?” I bit down on my lower lip. Harry was not going to like that. But the dildo had only cost me $49.99, so that had saved me a little bit of money. “You know what? That’s fine. Sure. Give me the address and I’ll be there.”
Harry could afford to pay five thousand dollars a ticket or more. I wasn’t going to worry about the money. And this was only five hundred, not five thousand dollars.
“Of course, ma’am, and what did you say your name was?”
“Uhm, You can say my name is Daisy.”
“Daisy, ma’am?”
“Yeah. Daisy Mandigo.”
“Okay. Thank you.”
“Bye.” I hung up. Two down, one to go. I couldn’t wait to see the look on Harry’s girlfriends’ faces when they opened their Christmas presents. They were going to be absolutely shocked, and Harry wasn’t going to know what to say when they asked him why he gave them those presents. “Okay, so let me think. I need an even better third present,” I thought to myself. “What’s better than a double-sided dildo and tickets to a swingers club? Let me think.” My mind was absolutely blank and I was coming up with nothing, so I decided to call my friend Gemma to see if she had any ideas. Gemma was an amazing friend and even though she was currently going through her own dating tribulations, she always had time for me. I walked into a Panera Bread and ordered myself a chai tea latte and a ham and cheese croissant. Once I was handed my drink and white paper bag, I walked to the corner of the room and sat down and called her.
“Hey, Hey, Sarah. What’s up, Chica?”
“Hey, Gemma. What are you doing?”
“Nothing. Just working, bored as hell. What about you?”
“I’m actually shopping.”
“No way? What are you shopping for?”
“Oh my god, didn’t I tell you? I’m shopping for Harry.”
“What do you mean you’re shopping for Harry? You mean for his Christmas present?”
“Not really for his Christmas present, I’m shopping for Christmas presents for him.”