I replied that it was OK, she could go ahead – I had seen to that myself (although, in truth, this had not been by calculation: I knew where my mother kept her vibrator, which I used on myself when alone in the house for an evening, but a few weeks before I had got carried away and thrust it in too hard, breaking my own hymen). Her uniform added to her authority and charisma; she was outfitted in black boots, a fairly short and tight black skirt, a shirt in light brown or khaki, with a contrasting dark brown tie and uniform cap. XXX I walked out into the street, stopped under the awning at the shop’s front, and rang the number immediately. I tottered from the building, sore and a bit bruised between the legs, but wonderfully fulfilled and transported with excitement at the
