Amanda had gotten all dressed up for nothing. The blind date she had been going to meet was a no show. Dating sucked! The high heels were killing her, she had forgotten to eat lunch, and it looked like dinner was going to be McDonalds on the way home because she sure the hell did not feel like cooking now. She drove toward her apartment.
In the distance, she saw the glowing lights of the local adult bookstore. She had never ventured into this establishment. Amanda, very in a fuck you mood, sped past her apartment and turned quickly into the bookstore parking lot and stared at the building. I will just pop in and get a vibrator. Divorced, alone for the first time since high school and horny as could be, Amanda made her way to the door.
