Chapter 8
“I can’t believe you’ve never played with one of these before.”
For the past month, Agnes had snuck through Ruth’s bedroom window every Sunday after Lawrence left for church. Ruth could scarcely sleep Saturday nights for the anticipation.
Last Sunday, Agnes had probed into Ruth’s s****l history, which seemed a favourite pastime of hers. She couldn’t contain herself when Ruth admitted she’d never used s*x toys of any kind. In truth, she wasn’t entirely certain what was out there. Vibrators, sure, but beyond those, the world of s*x toys remained a mystery.
“Don’t you ever go on the internet?” Agnes had asked, the week before.
“Only at work,” Ruth had told her. “And I’m hardly going to browse for s*x toys in my office. Anyway, I refuse to buy things online. You hear abou
