Free Cafe Babanussa by Karen Hill

inside me, or maybe they’d just fall out.”
    She reached in between the women and took a set of silver-coloured balls the size of large grapes. “You gotta squeeze really tight,” she said slowly in English, “walk around and exercise your muscles. Like Kegels.” She didn’t know if she would be understood, but judging by the snorting and giggling that ensued, she had been.
    Ruby was on a roll and so she looked around and found a small black leather whip, a chocolate-coloured vibrator and a butt plug. Thoroughly satisfied with her extravaganza, she left the store fantasizing about how she’d use these new acquisitions. Her uncle would be proud of her, exploring her sexuality. Werner wasn’t home when she got there, so she got the Thai balls out of the bag and climbed up on the loft bed. She took off her jeans and popped one inside. She lay there for a few minutes just trying to see how it felt and if she could move it easily. She moved it up and down and then side to side. She popped another one in. Her body was getting tingly all over and she felt warm inside. She climbed down the ladder and stood doing Kegel exercises to hold the balls in. She was prancing around the room, bottomless, when Werner walked in. She stopped, let go, and the balls slid out.
    â€œWhat the hell is that? What are you doing?” he yelped, a mixture of distress and bemusement on his face.
    Ruby laughed. “Come on, baby, I have some presents for the two of us.”
    Werner gave her a quizzical look. “Before you take one more step, tell me what those balls are and why they fell out of you.”
    â€œThey’re Thai balls—good for exercising your pelvic muscles. I bought some fun things today for us. Come see.”
    Werner approached her hesitantly.
    She shook the bag of goodies in her hand. “Reach in there and pull something out.”
    He took out the whip and cracked it in the air. “I see. So now you’re my slave?”
    â€œDon’t even go there. No slaves here. We’ll share it. Just fun. We’ll alternate with spanking,” she said with a twinkle in her eye. Werner reached in again and pulled out the handcuffs. “Wow, you really went on a spree. Yeah, we can try these.”
    Ruby slipped her hand into the bag. “Ta-da!” She waved the vibrator in the air.
    Werner fell silent for a moment. “It’s brown,” he finally ventured.
    â€œYup. So it is.”
    â€œDo you have a problem with the colour of my dick?”
    â€œOh god, no, Werner. Of course not. This is just a little affirmative action at play.”
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œOh, never mind,” said Ruby. “I thought it would be fun to have a Black penis to play with. It’s just a toy.” She washoping he would just say “Whatever turns your crank” and get on with it.
    â€œWell, as long as it doesn’t take precedence over me . . . I guess,” he said.
    The last item was the butt plug. Werner gasped in mock horror as he examined it and then said in a serious tone, “You are not putting that thing anywhere near me.”
    â€œGod, Werner, if you can put your thing up my ass, why can’t I try this in yours? Affirmative action and sexual equality, that’s what I want.”
    â€œNo, no, no. You’ll have to tie me down.”
    â€œOoh, bad idea. I’ve got handcuffs right here.” She picked up the butt plug and pointed it his way, bobbing it up and down in front of him. He scrambled away, and she chased him around the room waving the handcuffs and butt plug in the air. Finally, Werner collapsed into a chair, and Ruby climbed on top of him. “Shall we start now? There’s no time like the present.”
    â€œOh my god, you and your sayings.” Werner pulled her down and kissed her mouth. “Here’s to expanding our sexual horizons,” he said.
    Ruby clapped her hands in glee and twisted off her top.