Page 210 of The Virgin Romance Novelist Chronicles
The sound of metal hitting the hardwood floor echoed through our tiny circle. What the hell was that?
Rosie stood ramrod straight next to me, a sense of dread consuming her as all of our heads looked down at the floor.
On the ground between Rosie’s legs, were two gold marble-looking balls connected together by a string. As a collective, we bent to get a better look.The only one who wasn’t bending over was Rosie, who was frozen in place, in mid-handshake mode, a look of mortification plastered across her face.
My heart beat at a rapid rate, my pulse picked up, and all I wanted to do was pull Rosie into a hug and shelter her from whatever was about to happen. I didn’t care what people thought. All I cared about was protecting my girl.She was absolutely horrified, and no doubt so very embarrassed.
“Oh dear,” Darlene said, getting a good look at the gold marbles. “Are those Ben Wa balls?”
Jesus Christ.
What the hell was Rosie thinking?
Tasha, the bitch that she was, bent a little closer. “Yes, they are, in fact, Ben Wa balls.”
“What are those?” Eric asked, not making the situation better.
Rosie still stood frozen, while Tasha answered for her. “I’m glad you asked, Eric. Ben Wa balls are a popular kink toy made famous byFifty Shades of Grey. They are used as a stimulator to flex and tighten the vaginal muscles, while also creating slight vibrations within your uterine walls . . . a little fun for the lady clenching to hold them in.”
“Oh,” the group said together, looking at Rosie.
Fuck.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Poor Rosie. Nervously she giggled and waved her little fingers at everyone. “A spicy life is a healthy life, am I right? Ladies have to make things tight so Legacy condoms don’t take away all the sensation from men.”
Oh, shit . . .
And then she attempted to backpedal. “I mean, because they’re so strong and durable. Nothing is getting through those suckers. Henry and I use them all the time, sometimes four times a day, and never once has his peen chafed. Double wrapping is child’s play when it comes to Legacy. Condoms rock.” She fist-pumped the air.
Silence enveloped us and the need to bury my face in a punch bowl was overwhelming.And there it went.The promotion I’d worked my ass off for slowly slipped out of my grasp.Fuck.
Not being able to handle awkward silences very well, Rosie continued, her balls still on the floor between her legs. She put her finger on her chin and looked at the ceiling while she spoke. “You know, now that I think about it, Legacy is a fantastic company when it comes to latex. We had a lot of sex when I first lost my virginity, and I can’t recall a time when I thought, ‘Ouch, my vagina hurts from so much rubber rubbing inside’.” As if a light bulb went off in her head, she said, “Oh, you should use that in your campaign. No raw vaginas here.”
Fucking crickets.
“Any who,” she sighed and put a hand on her hip. “I’m just going to grab my balls and mosey on over to the drink station. All this talking has made me parched. Can I get anyone a drink?”
No one responded.
“Okay, one sodie for me then. Check.” She drew a check mark in the air. “If anyone wants to borrow my balls, let me know.” She laughed awkwardly. “Just kidding, my friend Delaney said you don’t share vagina things.”
With that, she bent forward and reached for her Ben Wa balls.
Riiiiiip.
Fuck. Again.
Rosie was bent over, very still, holding her chest.
“Oh dear, what was that?” Darlene asked.
“Pretty sure it was Rosie,” Tasha said. And then laughed.The bitch.
I didn’t know what to do, what to say. All that kept flying through my mind was giving Tasha a swift kick to the taco.
Rosie raised her hand from her bent-over position. “It was me. Just a little party trick.” Slowly, she grabbed the balls by the string with her finger and then sprung upright, like the bend and snap movement fromLegally Blonde.
