adult store indiscretion

~
pta mother
walks into an adult store
in the middle of town

looks the cashier right in the eye
hello, unwavering
straight to the back
browse, unimpressed,
cool exterior with buzz between legs
and burn inside breasts
air rising over uninsulated unspeakables
quivering cool evaporation

young couple comes in nervous
returning defective dvd
“just what I need, a giant black dildo” he jokes

“shut up..”

what you want to pick one out?
“shut up”
she smacks his bicep embarrassed
learned this move at girl camp
along with an unnatural distaste for body fluids

don henley look-alike stutters
“All I have is my credit card”
does not want this on her record, leaves

while mother with legs pays with Visa
laughing at the gallon size lube on display
“damn, I need a bigger side table”

signs name $39.95 in plain paper bag
crosses street to local bookstore
behind glass wall, they gaze down

wonder what she bought
not their mail order unmarked package
furniture company on credit card bill
or sneaking in stores in the part of town
teacher, neighbor or
play date mother would never go

they page through a catalog of possibilities
what they could use on her
metal shine and clamp
electric and exposing
crack, crash, monitor
insert, expand, invade, deny
if only, the nerve

over dark coffee
her eyes communicate
“you wanna know? It is a sweet butt plug in there
double trigger finger
blue swizzle stick twisting
don’t put it in your drink
sick mother fucker”

Gets up to follow the couple,
the big black dildo
in her brown paper bag

wondering which one will
beg her first

as they twist and grasp her presence,
cursing the babysitter for having to be home
by two