Feb 01 20:22:42 106 PA
From Chronicles
When Tirzah had received the card for the toy store she was a little curious about what kind of neighborhood would have such a place. She never expected it to be her own. But now she knows and stands looking at the small store from across the street, steeling her nerves. It was such a simple task, but still as secluded from mainstream society as she was it still managed to get the impression imbedded on her that this was a carnal endeavor. An indulgence of a whole new caliber. She was just as excited as she was nervous. Maybe some friendly support would come to comfort her.
"You just going to stand there and look or are you going to go in?" Vixen's words as she comes walking down the street. She looks to be in a flush and chipper mood, her hands sunk into the pockets of her buttoned up coat. "Would have thought you'd already have stepped in. What's the problem?" She pauses next to Tirzah, glancing towards the storefront as if to see if some aspect of it is particularly disagreeable.
Tirzah manages a lazy glare as her comforting support arrives. "I've been trying to figure out what I'll say to the person behind the desk if they ask if i need help finding something. Do I need help finding something? What am I finding? Am I just going to look? Should I ask for details on better models?" She lists in explanation before smirking at Vixen. "Despite your bluntness, I'm glad you came to save me from some of that discomfort." She offers with a sincere smile.
Vixen shakes her head slightly, lightly amused. "Just looking is always the first response," she replies, looking back to Tirzah. "Gets them off your back and you can always go back to 'em later if you want something." She grins and glances towards the place. "As to what you want.. that depends what you want to do. C'mon. If you don't know, best way to find out is to look." Motioning for the other woman to follow as she crosses the street without much pause. Though she will wait to make sure Tirzah is coming before she actually goes in.
Tirzah follows Vixen into the store, the strong smell of perfumes giving her pause at the entrance. Adjusting she takes in the place, all laid out in darkening shades of red. It had a definite musky feel to it. Walking in past the initial decor, showing various gaudy set ups for fantasy settings. Some more authentic, and expensive than others. Beyond them was the counter, opposed by shelves of merchandise. And beyond the counter were some clothing wracks with various kinky outfits, opposed by shelves of pdd videos.
"Classy," Vixen murmurs as the two enter the. place. She doesn't move in too far before turning to face Tirzah, casually working at unbuttoning her coat. "So.. you're wanting some toys, yeah? Well, the variety is pretty wide, but I'm assuming you want something simple to start with. Simple is easy. Just a matter of color and texture. But if you want to get fancy, shapes and sizes come into play." All spoken of with a casual ease and a slight, amused grin.
Tirzah looks at Vixen, considering what she wants again. "Simple is nice, but what I really want is something that can help heighten experiences to new levels. I'm no stranger to bliss and euphoria, but the path there can be long and distracting. Something that can take us there smoothly." She explains, not sure if such a thing exists, but from what she understood in her brief glimpse of the pamphlet it does. She just has to find it.
Vixen arches a brow slightly. "Long and distracting? The long isn't bad.. hell, if you can keep the flow going for a while, sounds like you're doing something right to me. And what do you mean by distracting?" She turns as she asks the last question, starting to walk towards the toys themselves. She lets clothing and fantasy bits be ignored for the moment. Doesn't make eye contact with the staff either, such as to nto catch their attention unduly. She seems honestly curious at the other woman's view on things, not seeming tot mesh with her own awareness.
Tirzah looks at Vixen, amazed that she could perplex the other woman. "Yeah once you get to the plateau its nice to just relax and ride it for as long as I can. But I don't always get there. Often I start, desiring that, but just cant find the way. Then I get frustrated and do something else. Usually ruins my mood for a few hours." She explains as she follows Vixen along the shelves of the 'adult novelty store'. "That never happens to you?" She asks, worried that she's fundamentally flawed in some way in the early evening.
"That's inexperience," Vixen replies, pretty sure of what's being spoken of. A glance to the side. "Is that alone or with her? If with her, she just needs to learn a little. If just you, well, same thing." She grins lightly. Not putting a negative lean on what everyone has to start off with. "But yeah.. a good vibe will help that much." The classy adult store provides a broad selection of such things and once the two reach the shelf with them, Vixen takes a side step to let Tirzah get a look at the offerings first off without much commentary. They come in small to seemingly too large, many colors, textures, even some oddly shaped ones with bulbs and bulges. After a few moments she'll note, "The simplest ones are the ones that look a bit like the real thing."
Alistair pushes the door to the store open and comes in, already blushing just at the thought of the whole thing. He has a bit of a stiff walk here, making his way to the counter and glancing about a touch nervously. Something distracts him and he makes his way off to the side where there is a selection of corsets.
Tirzah nods relieved that its nothing to be worried about. Looking over the items displayed she can see the appeal of those the resemble the real thing. But she is also drawn to the ones that seam to improve on it. She starts considering three categories. Something with a base for her. Something interactive to share with Sage. And eggs, because she really liked the notion of hiding one on Sage to find later.
With no forthcoming opinions, Vixen reaches out to take down a modestly sized black one with a fairly standard texture to it. Nothing too fancy or too extreme. "This would probably be a good start for you." She offers it to Tirzah, stating, "They all have settings.. low to high. Using one while you're with another girl can enhance things.. though you don't want to rely on it too much. You'll want to be able to get her off without toys. Cause they aren't always there and its more fun."
Alistair starts looking through the corsets, uncertain as to which material to pick to start with - there's satin, velvet, leather, suede ... so many choices. And the cuts, too. Catching the sound of familiar voices, and moments later understanding the topic, his face turns completely red. Don't look, nope. Not a good idea right now probably.
Tirzah considers Vixens suggestion hearing her out. "It looks good but I think it should be more significant for the sharing choice. Something that just isn't the same alone. Something like the wand conductors use." She suggests, intent on conducting. And then she sees the package marked magic wand... She looks it over curiously.
Vixen chuckles lowly and shakes her head. "Don't get hung up on the looks, don't matter what you get, as long as it does two things. Vibrate and let you put it where you want it. This is fine if you don't want to spend too much to start." She sets it back on the shelf, though. "How strong a vibration you want.. that's a good question. But most are variable so in the end it won't matter which one for that either." She motions towards the shelf. "That's where personal preference comes in. You just have to take a leap. Not too big a deal, though, cause the store ain't going nowhere."
Alistair turns towards the counter again, to find the girl who undoubtedly has seen many blushing boyfriends come in to buy this or that. "Excuse me" he says quietly, "Could you help me with picking a corset please?" he asks; the girl decides not to tease him about it right now, but she certainly had something on her tongue. No use chasing away customers.
Tirzah blushes as she hears someone else in the store. Turning away from the display she goes through the vain motions of obviously trying to look inconspicuous before she realizes she's being silly. Grimacing at Vixen she shakes her head. "Sorry, still a little nervous about all this I guess." She offers, slowly raising her head back above the shelf. "I think for now I'll go with this beady unit with the base and two remote eggs. Sage and i can come back and muse over what to share another day."
Vixen glances casually towards the sound of Alistair's voice, her brow rising subtly as she notes him. Casually curious, but she keeps to her 'duties' so to speak. She looks back to Tirzah and grins broadly. "Nervous why?" Just letting the simplicity of that question linger. The answer, of course, is rarely so simple as that. She considers the selections made and nods once. "Sounds like a good enough start to me. The remote ones can be pretty amusing too." a slyer grin coming to the young woman as she glances towards Alistair again, thoughtful. "Having her here would be better. Just for the experience of being here."
As the girl comes around the counter, she can't conceal her amusement. She'll be nice and helpful though, leading back to the corsets. She starts showing the different materials and cuts, explaining it all to a dazzled Alistair. She pauses at some point and asks, "And do you know her size, Sir?" Alistair holds out his hands, trying to think about the question when he realizes what he's doing, and blushes terribly. The store burns down! Not. The girl lifts a hand up to conceal her smile.
Tirzah nods, knowing that would be a significant moment. For now though she could experiment with these items and figure things out for that day so maybe she could be the suave girl with advice and answers. Yeah right, but she would be better composed than today, knowing what to expect. Collecting those itens she moves over towards the clothing racks. Some sensual garments couldn't hurt.
"I'll be with you in a moment.." Vixen's words to Tirzah as she starts to head for the clothing. That sort of thing shouldn't be too hard. She slips around to take a more discreet rout to get to where Alistair has gone with the sales girl. Sneaking up on him, she can likely see her coming. Rolling right up behind the man to ask in a low tone. "So what are you up to, eh?" Unable to hide the amusement in her tone of voice or in the expression she wears.
The sales girl does glance at Vixen, but says nothing as she holds up one of the corsets, showing it off. Alistair starts when he hears the other woman's voice behind him and turns around quick enough he might pull something. "M-Miss Vixen! Hello" nope, no explanation. Brain stuck, gears melting down! And Vixen too, if she doesn't protect herself for that MD blush.
Tirzah frowns in disappointment as she finds most of the garments to be designed for girls with more assets than her, much more. She does find the panties with the special pouches though, picking two pairs that a pretty inconspicuous. Continuing to look she tries to find something suited for her build.
Vixen grins broadly at Alistair, seeming to have immunity to that level of face red, for she stands against it firmly. "Bet I can guess." She looks to the salesgirl as she looks to draw Alistair back around so she can casually lay an arm over his shoulder as she addresses the sales rep. "Did I hear something about sizes? This one's a lucky boy. HIs girl's about my height, but stacked. I think I could guess it pretty close." She gives Alistair a sidelong glance as she says as much.
Tilting her head to look around Alistair, the girl chuckles with amusement. Alistair meantime manages to fail at trying to say anything. That certainly helps with a size. She looks to the rack and picks out another corset, "Satin, is it?" she looks over her shoulder; Alistair looks from Vixen to the girl and nods. She also adds, "I'll be right with you Miss" when she spots Tirzah, "If you'd be needing help."
Tirzah nods silently, she may indeed need some. She couldn't seem to find an outfit genuine enough for her. She didn't want a costume fantasy. She wanted real sensuality, and an outfit that offered it. Being a perfectionist can make shopping hard.
Vixen nods her head and considers. "Satin would be better, I think," Vixen states, glancing at Alistair again, as if to consult him with, "Silk might be just a bit too frilly. And she's not ready for leather yet." Yet. And then she'll rattle off a series of measurements. She has an eye for clothes, they should be close to the mark. "She'll need matching stockings, garters. You know, the whole works." He'll thank her for it later, no doubt.
It's a good thing that Alistair isn't prone to fainting or silly things like that. It's quite embarassing, having another girl rattle off said measurements, no doubt. The girl exchanges corsets again, finding another one. "Red hair yes?" she inquires, nodding to Vixen as well, sending her a wink. Looking back to Alistair, she hands that corset to him and collects other apparel. "She can return it if it doesn't fit ... I'll let you keep looking, and - if you need anything, get me" she says, going to help Tirzah out. "And what can I do for you, Miss?" she asks pleasantly. Meantime, Alistair looks back at Vixen, and breathes. Yes, that helps with the living part. "Um ... um."
Tirzah shrugs, her frustration at not finding the right outfit yet numbing her to embarrassment. "I need a sensual outfit that doesn't require having grapefruits on your chest." She explains bluntly looking over the well endowed girl. Somehow she doubted the likelihood of finding that today.
Vixen nods to the question on red hair, letting the girl do her work. And once that's done, she gives Alistair a broad, sly grin. "You'll thank me for this," she tells him, her free hand lifted to prod at his chest lightly. "I'll even let you take full credit for it. So don't say Vix never did anything for you." She'll let him go then, casually starting to wander back towards Tirzah.
Alistair nods a little to Vixen - it's just that he's having some problems talking right now. Yep. He waves at her as she heads back towards Tirzah. "Ah" says the girl, seeing the frustration on Tirzhah's face. "It shouldn't be hard to find something to suit your build, miss. A well proportioned woman needn't worry about her size" a comforting statement perhaps as she motions to a rack of clothing to start Tirzah off with.
Tirzah gives a lazy glare to the girl. Well proportioned? There's no proportions with her physically. Flat as a rail. Luckily she had the flair and wits to compensate most of the time. But the thought it would be nice to just be as she came one night and not have to work it. Giving the girl once chances she manages a nod. "Ok, lets see what you suggest."
Vixen arrives and eyes the girl. "Let me handles this, I think," she suggests, having heard the tail end of things. A bit firmly on that point. She motions so the girl gets it and moves off. A bit annoyed, but such is life. "You don't want something that flatters the shape, per se," she suggests, arms lifting to cross her chest lightly. she's not bosomy herself, though she's got some. She scans a bit before she points and starts moving to the side a bit. "Something that drapes, a little transparency." There are a few varieties of babydolls hanging from the hangers. Long and short, sets and solo. "Light, easy to get through or off. Simple."
Tirzah nods, liking the transparency and lightness Then finding a shimmery one she takes a liking to its sparkle. She saw some shimmery stockings earlier. Finding a snug satiny chemise and a similar cape she smiles. liking to potential. "Thanks Vixen, that meant a lot to me." She offers kindly as she takes all her finds up to the counter.
"No problem," Vixen replies. "When it comes to getting started, it can be confusing. You have a better guide than I did, but managed to pull it together for myself in the end. A lot of luck in that, but sometimes you get lucky." She gives her shoulders a casual roll as she moves aside, clearing Tirzah's way to get to the counter.
Tirzah smiles as her purchases are wrapped in gauze paper and put in red bags. She doesn't hesitate in the slightest at the high price of her selection, pulling her cred stick and paying with a blissful smile before collecting the bags. Now she had what she needed for the next step. She wondered if She would escort Sage here soon or if she might inspire Sage to do a preemptive look of her own. Time would tell.
