They woke up cuddled together in bed early that evening. 
"Enjoy yourself?"  Darla asked.
	"Tremendous!"
	"Get enough?"
	"Hardly.  It seems the more I get the more I want."
	"You're turning into a sex fiend."
	"And loving every minute of it."  she replied, reaching to
fondle Darla's breasts.
	"Hold just a second, got someone I want you to meet."  Darla
slipped out of bed and walked over to her dresser.  When she
returned she told Christy, "Close your eyes and lie back."
	Christy did as she was told.  Moments later, she heard a
humming sound, followed by a vibrating sensation on her twat. 
She felt something big parting her lips, filling her quim.  It
felt just like a cock, except it was vibrating.  "What the
hell...?" she started to ask.
	"Quiet, now. lay back and enjoy."  Darla commanded.
	She offered no argument.  The prick, or whatever it was,
was filling her up.  And the vibrations were making her clit
tingle.  In and out it plunged, driving her nearer and nearer to
an orgasm.  She felt tongue licking at her clitoris while
whatever was fucking her continued driving in and out of her
hungry cunt.  She could feel the first stirrings of climax. 
Still the fucking continued, as did the tonguing.  Closer and
closer.  Still closer.  Then, she almost screamed as her orgasm
rolled over her.  The vibrating finally stopped, but the tongue
lashing continued until she shuddered as she came again.
	Catching her breath, she asked gasping, "What was that? 
God, that was incredible!"
	When she finally looked up, Darla was holding a phallus-
shaped plastic object.  "Meet Dave Eveready.  I call him that
because he's always ready and he runs on batteries."
	"So that's what you were using on me?"
	"Yep, a vibrator."
	"It sure vibrated the shit out of pussy."
	"Are you complaining?"
	"Nooo, that was damned good.  Are they all shaped like that?
Like a cock?"
	"No.  I bought Dave special.  Most are bullet shaped.  I got
Dave in that sex store downtown."
	"We're going to have to take a ride down there sometime."
	"Sure, I wanna look for some new toys anyway.  Let's go down
there today."
	"Wow, yes, I can't wait."
	"Well, get off your ass and get out of bed and dressed."
	A half hour later, they were ready, both dressed in shorts
and sandals, Christy in a halter top, Darla wearing an unbuttoned
blouse tied under her breasts.
     Before long, they were on the road, Christy again driving. 
The weather was sunny and warm and they put the top down.
     They were driving down the road when they saw a semi heading
in the opposite direction.  Darla unknotted her blouse and pulled
it open, exposing her breasts, just as the truck was ready to
pass.  The trucker gave them an enthusiastic toot on his air horn
as he roared by.
     "You're a brazen hussy, you know that?"  Christy quipped.
     "I know it and I love every minute of it."  Darla replied.
"You ain't seen nothing yet."
	Darla was true to her word.  As the next truck approached,
she turned in her seat and unzipped her shorts, pulling them and
her panties down in one motion, mooning the driver.
	"God, you're insane woman!"  Christy blurted out.
	"Try it, you'll like it.  Next one, show him your tits."
	A few minutes later, another truck approached.  'What the
hell", Christy thought.  At the right time, she took one hand
from the wheel and pulled down her halter top, exposing her
boobs.  Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her girlfriend
holding her blouse open.
	After the truck passed, she readjusted her top.
	"Wasn't that a kick?"  Darla asked, retying her blouse.
	"Gotta admit, you were right, that was fun."
    Nearing town, they composed themselves.  Darla gave her
directions to the shop.  "Great part about this place is that
they have everything, clothes, books, movies, toys."
    "Sounds great."  Christy answered.  "I hope my plastic holds
up."
	Christy found the store fascinating.  All the sexy clothes.
She spent the next few hours picking out undergarments and
outfits.  Darla likewise shopped for clothes.
	Their clothes purchasing complete, Darla picked out some new
videotapes.  
	"Let's not forget the main reason we came here."  She
reminded Christy.
	"I haven't forgotten.  Where are they?"
	Darla led her over to a display.  "Take your pick."
	"There's so many to choose from."
     After much deliberation, Christy picked out one very similar
to Darla's.  "I'm going to name him 'Frank'."
    "Frank?"
    "Frank 'N' Fucker."
    "Girl, you're sicker than I am."  Darla laughed.
    Both laughing, they walked out to the car and stored their
packages in the trunk.  Darla got behind the wheel.  "I'll drive
home.  You can flash the truckers."
    They were back on the highway when they saw a semi
approaching.  "It's your turn to flash him."  Darla reminded
Christy.
    Christy waited until the truck was near enough.  Pulling up
her halter, she flashed her tits at the driver.
    "That's the way girl!"  Darla crowed.  "Dare you to moon the
next one."
    When they saw another truck nearing, Christy unzipped her
shorts.  Turning herself around in the seat, she waited for the
proper moment, then bared her ass to the driver.
    "You really got the hang of it now."  Darla observed.  "It's
getting dark, probably be able to do one more at most."
    Not much later, they heard another semi.  This time, Christy
slid off her shorts and panties.  Placing her feet on the dash,
she arched her body upward, giving the trucker a clear view of
her auburn muff.
    "Now, that's what I call a beaver shot!"  Darla quipped, as
Christy slid back down and put her clothes back on.
    Arriving home, they spent a few hours trying on clothes
before Christy commented, "You know, I owe you one from this
morning."
    "No dear, Frank's still a virgin.  You should get his
cherry."  Darla replied.
    "Damn, I forgot to get batteries!"
    "No problem, I've got plenty of spares."
    Frank was quickly supplied with batteries and humming to
life.
    "It's alive!  It's alive!"  Christy laughed, holding the now
working vibrator before her.  They both giggled.