Vi can’t help but observe and take Cait’s explanation in with wide, surprised eyes. Given where she spent most of her teen and early adult years, Vi’s never had anything inside her that wasn’t her own or someone else’s fingers. And someone else’s fingers was also relatively rare, which was on purpose. Despite the newness, Cait’s excitement and clear knowledge easily starts her abdomen into a tight, coiled heat.

She swallows and takes the toy back, feeling it jitter in her palm. Her smile is small, but eyes are big and curious. “Which way do you like to use it most?”