Cleo and Hailey's Field Trip

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“A party?” Cleo repeated as she sat on Tyrone’s lap. He nodded smiling, “My grandfather is throwing one of his famous spur of the moment parties. No occasion, no reason, he just wants an excuse to blast music, drink, and eat. In that order.”   Cleo laughed, “My kind of man!”   Tyrone chuckled as he kissed Cleo’s knuckles gently, “Be my date for the evening?” Cleo breathed nervously, “But won’t your entire family be there?” Tyrone nodded knowing it could be a stressor, “Yes they will be, and I know it seems like a lot right now.”   Nodding in agreement, Cleo met Tyrone’s silver eye and black eye as he admitted, “But I really want you there. You might be the only buffer I have to keep my family off my case.” Cleo looked at him confused, “About?”   Tyrone laughed, “Everything. My place in the company, when I’m taking over the company, when am I going to do this, that, and the other! It’s an endless nightmare babe.” He whined hiding his face in her chest.   Giggling, Cleo kissed his head, “Aw poor baby.” Tyrone looked up at her, “Come with me, dance, party, drink. I swear I’ll make sure you have fun and I won’t leave your side unless someone is bleeding or dying...severely.”   Unable to say no to the puppy dog eyes, Cleo sighed, “Fine, what should I wear?” Tyrone grinned happily, “So happy you asked.” And like that, she was presented a bag with clothes in it. “I bought a few dresses for you to try on. And you can wear whichever you decide, and hopefully I got your size right.”   Shaking her head, Cleo couldn’t protest. Because while she hated him spending money on her for things she didn’t think she needed, in this case she needed it. Her dresser held two pairs of jeans and five shirts, plus her hoodie.   None of which she wanted to meet Tyrone’s family in for the first time. So, she accepted the bag grateful he’d even thought of it, “Thanks.” Tyrone grinned a little and as he leaned forward to give her a sweet peck she went in.   Cleo had never been the aggressor in her time with guys. Having never trusted any of them with her body, she felt no need to go to a level intimacy past kissing. But with Tyrone she felt different about a lot of things.   And one of those things was s*x.   She wanted him to touch her, it sounded insane, but she wanted it horribly. It felt weird, like a burn on her skin, almost to the point she couldn’t think. Kissing him helped for awhile, but then she wanted more, and he wouldn’t give it to her.   When he pulled away she looked at him confused, “What’s wrong?” Tyrone didn’t know what the hell was wrong with him. s*x was a good way to get close to someone, and he wanted to be as close to Cleo as possible.   But he also didn’t want to confuse her, rush or, or make her regret anything between them. Especially when she seemed to still think he was capable of hurting her. Until she knew without a shred, he wouldn’t risk it.   “Nothing, but I should go, and you,” Kissing her gently, Tyrone chuckled, “Should go and check on the prisoner don’t you think?” Cleo nodded slowly, “Okay, um, I’ll see you later?” Tyrone nodded and as she got off his lap quickly, he almost kicked himself.   Cleo looked confused, and he knew why, and he wanted to explain it. But he knew every word he said would possibly upset their balance. Not wanting to risk it made him bite his tongue as Cleo made herself look busy until he left.   “Everything okay?” Looking at Hailey, Cleo asked immediately, “If the guy is the one not wanting to have sex...should the girl worry?” Hailey hummed as she teased, “Well I would say check the hole to make sure he’s not gay. But we both know Tyrone is so not gay, so he’s most likely thinking about you.”   Frowning, Cleo wondered, “Thinking about me how? I’m instigating that I want to have s*x and he ran.” Hailey c****d an eyebrow, “You’re ready finally?” Wincing since that confirmed Jordan HAD told Hailey the reason, he dumped her.   “Not me being a b***h,” Hailey said quickly holding up her hands, “I’m just curious! Jordan said you weren’t interested in s*x or making out. Kind of thought you were A s****l or something.”   Sitting on her bed, Cleo wanted to be angry about Jordan speculating her sexuality. But when she checked her ego, she kind of saw what he meant.   “It was just hard for me to feel comfortable when it felt like he was two steps ahead and I was still tying up my shoes. I felt like if I did something with him, the entire world would know and then bam I’m a slut.”   Swallowing hard, Cleo was ashamed to say it but, “I’ve never felt, turned on I guess by him? Or any guy before Tyrone. It was like yeah he’s hot, sure I’ll kiss you, but when I thought about s*x it just made me uncomfortable.”   Hailey joined Cleo on the bed, “Well when you masturbate do you ever think about someone or a fantasy?” Cleo was sure she was dead at this point. Because as her face said it all, Hailey gasped, “Never!?”   Hiding her face groaning in embarrassment, Hailey stopped her, “No, no, no it’s not bad that you haven’t and nothing to be embarrassed about. But,” She gave Cleo a look, “You gotta know what you like and want before a guy comes in. Literally, because the last thing you want is some selfish as boy humping you.”   Laughing still feeling unsure about this, Cleo watched Hailey spring up, “You know what! We’re going on a field trip! Grab your s**t and some cash, do you have a fake?” Cleo slowly nodded and Hailey smiled happily, “Cool let’s go!”   Grabbing her purse and shoes, Cleo asked, “Where are going? And don’t we have to feed your mama?” Hailey sent Cleo a serious look, “That is not my mother, she is my egg donor. And no, I threw a box of chicken down the stairs. If she’s not too busy puking and twitching, she’s good.”   Noted, as Hailey grabbed her keys, “And we, my sister are going to help you learn how to dj.”   Dj? It took Cleo’s ten seconds to get it but when she did she gasped and looked at Hailey shocked. But the mischievous girl had more tricks up her sleeve to give her step-sister a nose bleed.   It was twenty minutes outside of Baton Rouge, the shop sat proudly on a busy intersection. And with its lingerie mannequins and on the nose name (The Right Spot) Cleo was mortified, “You brought me to a s*x shop!? What if someone sees us?”   Hailey laughed as she grabbed her fake ID and asked, “And what are they going to say? Oh my god those w****s are buying vibrators and sexy panties arrest them?” Cleo could see it in her very anxiety-filled mind right now.   But Hailey dragged her out of the car assuring her, “Baby no one who has other s**t going on cares about what we’re doing. So, let’s find something to get those legs shaking!” Wide-eyed, Cleo was pulled inside and was met by a pierced face white girl. “IDs?” Showing the fake plastic, she barely glanced at them before waving them in.   Cleo and Hailey walked downstairs first. Seeing cute tights and lingerie, Cleo was looking when Hailey nudged her. “Someone would very much like to see you in that.” Thinking she meant Tyrone, Cleo looked over at where Hailey was looking.   A hot guy of Asian heritage was covered in tattoos. Grabbing some handcuffs, he smiled at Cleo blushing a little before walking away quickly. Giggling both girls exchanged looks, “Okay it’s time now.” Hailey said pulling Cleo to go upstairs.   “What’s up here?” Hailey sighed, “A s*x dungeon Cleo.” Stopping on a step wide eyed, Cleo shook her head rapidly making Hailey laugh. Hearing a snort, Cleo jumped seeing the white girl coming up too. “First time?”   Eyes almost bugged, Cleo was about to run. But Hailey answered for her, “Yes, it is for her, and she thinks I'd actually bring her to a s*x dungeon! Jesus it’s just s*x toys, they won’t bite. Come on.” Cleo wasn’t so sure they wouldn’t. Upstairs was walls and walls of s*x toys, and some, seemed pretty daunting.   Dildos, vibrators, and butt things that Cleo did not want to know about. Walking to a wall, Cleo jumped when Hailey reached around her and grabbed a vibrator. “Yes!” She gasped happily, “They have this one again! Get one, it’s perfect!”   The purple device could apparently go inside and rest on the g-spot. But it could also be rested on the cli*t and partially inserted while having s*x. Breathing out unsure if Tyrone would feel insulted with her using a toy with him, Cleo grabbed it anyway.   Grabbing some incents and batteries, Cleo paid for it all and accepted the brown paper bag. Leaving out of the s*x shop, Cleo looked at Hailey who was still giggling at her. “Shut up!” Hailey rolled her eyes, “Oh I’m sorry, but it was just funny watching you stress about this.”   Getting in the car, Cleo and Hailey went and got food from Sonic before heading home. Where they found out two things, one, Peyton had escaped somehow. And two, she’d called a dealer, who was passed out beside her foaming at the mouth.   As she laid high as hell and naked, he laid ODing. “f**k!” Both Hailey and Cleo chorused. Slamming the front door closed before anyone saw, Cleo pulled out her phone, “You’re calling the police?”   Cleo shook her head and instead called Tyrone, “Hey, sorry I know you might be busy. But it’s an emergency.”  
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