Her first day in college

It was september 21 2020, The first monday of her first year in college.

Her parents had taken her to her dorm room the day before.

She had briefly talked with the girl in the room besides her, than she had set up her dormroom the way she wanted. Some posters, the statue she had bought during last years trip to Italy,...

In the morning she had had a get together with the new students. She had been there from 9AM untill noon. Than there was a lunch with the other new students in her courses, and than she was free for the rest of the day.

She walked into her room, and took a deep breath. She looked up the adress on her computer, changed into more comfortable shoes, and took her backpack, than left.

Downstairs, she got on her bike, and rode across town.

She had really wanted this for years, but when she rode her bike past the display window of the sex shop, her heart started pounding.

It had not been possible in the small town where she lived to find a sex store, and she didn't dare order anything of the internet if it would be send to her while she was living with her parents.

As she got off her bike, she all of a sudden felt selfconscious. Did she want this? Than she realised how much she wanted this, she just didn't want anyone to see her.

When she had gotten her drivers license, she had tought of driving here, but she wasn't 18, and was worried about what would happen if they asked for her ID.

Than she had turned 18, but realised that a few months later she would be studying in this town, and have privacy, and now she was here.

She decided to casually stroll past the store, as if she was walking towards the railway station, than slip sideways into the entrance.

You couldn't see behind the display window, and though she was happy for that, since it provided privacy, she couldn't judge what it would look like inside. She hoped it wouldn't be sleazy.

Once she was inside, she was fairly pleased. The store was light, with clean displays of everything for sale. She was astounded at how large the store was, and how many objects it held. ANd than there was a further door, with a sign "videos" who on earth still bought videos...

She immediately realised that she wouldn't have the money to buy everything she wanted, and so she decided to, for now, stick to her shopping list:

She walked to the first display, and picked up bondage rope. A little farther ahead, she stood considering the butt plugs. She knew she wanted silicone. Next came The dildo's. She decided to go for a realistic one, though slightly larger than her previous boyfriend had been. She added the lube, and than, she couldn't find the final object.

She felt uncomfortable strolling around the store holding lube, a plug, a dildo and rope, but she just couldn't find what she wanted. When 2 other customers had entered the store, she felt something close to humiliation, even though the customers went about their business.

In the end she approached the counter, the storekeeper was a man, who would not have looked out of place sitting behind the cashier of any other store.

She tried to speak, but felt that her voice felt small, tiny, and very high.

"Excuse me sir, Do you have nipple clamps?"

The storekeeper looked up from his computer screen, gave her a friendly smile, and pointed her at a counter she had indeed missed.

There she found a large array of them, but she knew what she wanted: The clover clamps. That was the one thing she could easily do at home: clamp her nipples and labia with the clothespins lying around,... Once she had made the mistake of leaving them lying around on her night stand in the morning...

Now she wanted there more extreme clamps, the clover clamps, which she hoped would make her gasp.

SHe walked back to the counter, and the storekeeper counted everything. Despite the friendliness, she felt uncomfortable...

"You can't use this lube with that butt plug, or that dildo, since it's silicone based... Nor can you use it with condoms for that matter. I would suggest this waterbased lube,..." from beneath the counter he took a bottle. "It's a bit thicker, great for anal use, if it's mainly for vaginal use, you might want something a little thinner,..."

"It's for anal use" she stammered." "I mean I'll take it", she quickly corrected.

"Okay Miss, that'll be 82 dollars and 12 cents please."

She paid the guy, and than when he asked her whether she wanted a bag, she crammed everything into her backpack.

"Have a nice day Miss" The storekeeper told her. "Thank you, you to", she told him. As she was walking out of the store, she bumped into a women walking into the store.

"Oh, excuse me girl, I wasn't looking where I was going."

When she had left the store she furtively looked around, hoping that no one she knew saw her leaving the store. She still felt ucomfortable about all of the interaction. She had hoped it

could have been easier, quicker, less talk, no other customers, but so be it...

On her bike, riding to her dorm room, she had a hard time focussing enough on the bike ride to stay safe. Her mind was on what she was going to be doing when she got to her room.