Page 72 of Never Stop
Uzzi laughed. “I guess it does.”
“Is that your real name or what’s only on the Uber app?”
“It’s my real name.”
She smiled at him. “Your parents in the mob or something?”
“Nah. Uzzi is Hebrew. It means my strength or my power. Different references say different things.”
“That’s a cool name,” I said.
Uzzi looked at me through the rearview mirror. From what I could tell from the backseat, he had black finger-length hair, piercing grey eyes and a light stubble across his cheeks and chin. He wasn’t bad to look at, that was for sure. “Thanks.”
“So what’s first on the list?” Tonia asked.
Bailee dug in her purse and pulled out a piece of paper. “First is Clone a Willy.”
I snorted. “Clone a Willy? What the fuck?”
Tonia and Bailee laughed. “We couldn’t just put vibrator or something boring like that. Then it would be too easy,” Bailee stated.
“What if we find everything at the first sex shop?” I asked, my stomach growling.
Bailee looked at me as she spoke. “Can’t. Only a max of three items per store. We have four places to go.”
“And the other girls have the same list and same places?” I questioned.
“Yep.” Bailee smiled. “We just made it that we can’t go to the same one first. We might meet up with them at a different one.”
“Okay, what else is on the list?”
Bailee returned her attention to the list. “So we have a Clone a Willy, vibrating cock ring, banana flavored condom, glass dildo, butt plug—”
“Butt plug? No, no, no,” I murmured, shaking my head.
Tonia laughed, and Bailee turned toward me again. “You don’t have to use it. It’s for shits and giggles.”
“Shit is the right word.” I laughed.
“Gross.” Tonia laughed.
Bailee shook her head. “Also, a bullet vibrator, nipple clamps—”
“Nipple clamps?” I hissed. “Seriously, this list is cray cray.”
“It’s all for fun.Especiallyif you end up using them.” Bailee smiled.
“Easton is going to flip.” I laughed.
“He’ll love it.” Bailee waved her hand, dismissing my comment. “Also, Ben Wa balls, anal beads and a vibrator of our choosing.”
I took a deep breath. “Ben Wa balls and anal beads? Seriously?”
“Stop being a prude, sis.”
I huffed. “I’m not being a prude.” I mean, seriously, Easton and I had great sex.I thought. It wasn’t only missionary for fuck’s sake.
“Who knows, you might like all this stuff.” Tonia smiled.
