Wicked Construction
by:
Robyn Michaels
All Rights Reserved
Copyright © 2008 Robyn Michaels

Wicked Diary was the topic of conversation at every table in Sensations, the small bistro where Lauren and Josie were enjoying their weekly luncheon. The store that was the subject of so much discussion was located across the parking lot. It had opened a few days earlier and foot traffic was still fairly light. It wasn’t immediately obvious from the exterior of the building that the shop sold sex toys. The front window was nearly opaque with only the store’s name stenciled in lovely indigo gothic letters. The door was made of the same opaque glass with the name etched into it. The brick façade was just like the rest of the strip mall surrounding it. It was all very classy and discreet. While everyone in town might be curious about the store with such a delightfully naughty name, they were extremely cautious about being seen entering the new shop. The small town gossips would have a field day with those individuals brave enough to set foot inside.

“Can you believe that one of those stores opened in Eatonville?” Josie took a bite of her chicken salad sandwich but continued speaking before Lauren had a chance to respond. “I mean, it’s not like they can expect that much business in this little backwater ‘burb after all. Get real. The people in this town are so behind the times, I’d be surprised if most knew what kind of store Wicked Diary really is.”

“I don’t know. We might be surprised at who decides to shop there.” Lauren carefully kept her gaze centered on the bowl of steaming vegetable soup she was stirring, refusing to look at her friend in case she noticed the desires Lauren was hiding. The store with its naughty wares was definitely tempting Lauren to take a walk on the wild side.
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