Sheldon and Amy ended up meeting Penny down by the pool, agreeing that they would go to the store later when Penny had left.
"I might stay for the whole week!" Penny grinned, as they approached the sun loungers. "This is amazing!"
Amy flopped beside her in her swimsuit and sarong covering her stomach.
"Then why don't you?" She asked.
"Uh Amy…Aren't you forgetting that we have that thing…?" Sheldon piped up.
"What thing?"
"You know…The thing that we agreed upon."
Amy frowned and Penny just groaned. "Relax; I won't get under your feet if you two decide to get all mushy!"
"There will be no 'mushy' in public." Sheldon replied, and then almost instantly regretted opening his mouth.
"Wait a minute…You mean to say that you guys got all romantic and kissy-face in Amy's room?" Penny asked, wide-eyed.
"What goes on in the hotel room, stays in the hotel room." Sheldon answered firmly.
"Hmm." Penny smirked, "Well, usually that would mean that you guys had sex, but this is you we're talking about, so I'm guessing you guys made up, kissed a little then did some weird experiment thing."
"Well, there was some experimenting…"
Penny blinked and pulled her sunglasses off of her eyes, staring at Sheldon. "What!?"
"We uh…We decided to sleep in the same bed." Amy intervened, rescuing Sheldon from the awkward conversation. "And we decided that we liked each other's company whilst sleeping, so we have made it a regular thing."
Penny exhaled. "Oh. For a minute there, I thought you guys really had had sex! You got me all excited."
Amy shrugged apologetically. "Sorry."
Penny made a face. "Ah, never mind. So, are you guys joining me in the pool?" She asked as she got up and tied her hair back.
"I am. Sheldon, are you joining us?" Amy rose to her feet, untying the sarong.
"And swim in other people's skin flakes and God knows what else? No thank you." He grimaced.
"Whatever! Come on Amy." Penny giggled, diving into the deep end.
Amy leaned down to kiss Sheldon and was about to walk away, when he grabbed her hand.
"Wait!...Thank you for not telling Penny." He said, quietly.
Amy smiled. "Whenever you're ready." She answered simply, turning around and jumping into the pool after her best friend.
..
Penny did in fact decide to extend her stay in the hotel for ten days, much to Leonard's disapproval.
Penny reminded him that they could Skype every morning and night if she used her iPhone.
That meant that every night after dinner, Penny would return to her hotel room to have Skype-sex with him, leaving Amy and Sheldon to their own devices.
But later that day, as Penny went on ahead to the stores she wanted to look in, Amy and Sheldon wandered down the sidewalk in search of a supermarket.
They walked into a Publix store and began to fill the cart with various items of food and necessities.
Sheldon noticed Amy pick up some glossy magazines and toss them into the cart.
"Really Amy?" He asked, picking up a women's gossip magazine which had in bold, bright print: 'How to give your man the big O'. On the front cover. "I'm assuming 'the big O' is a slang term for orgasm?"
"I need all the help I can get." Amy defended. "It's magazine articles like this that helped me know what to do last night! And yes, it is."
Sheldon opened the magazine and skimmed his eyes over the page. "Good Lord!" He exclaimed, grimacing at the picture of the couple in a very acrobatic position. "I'm fine with having coitus, but do we really have to act like animals whilst engaging in it?"
"I think you'd like it once you gave it a try." Amy answered, taking the magazine off her boyfriend and putting it back into the cart. "I reckon you'd be a regular horndog once we hit our stride and get used to it!"
"Assuming your hypothesis is correct, is number 14 really necessary?" Sheldon asked.
"No, of course not. That's only for those who are really adventurous. We have some dignity!" Amy replied.
They found their way to the toiletries aisle and stocked up on toothpaste, extra toothbrushes, shower gel, shampoo, conditioner and soap.
Sheldon gingerly approached the condoms as Amy stocked up on her feminine hygiene products.
He picked up a box and read it, frowning. He was about to toss it into the cart, when Amy stopped him.
"Those won't be big enough." She whispered.
"What do you mean?" Sheldon asked.
"The ones I got in the machine yesterday were X-large, Sheldon."
"Really?!"
Amy nodded and picked up a box of the XL size.
"Now hang on, you need to read the small print. We want these to be durable." Sheldon protested.
"They're fine!" Amy answered.
"Double-check; I don't want to risk impregnating you."
Amy checked the packet. "They're thick and strong. Can we just get these, and move from this aisle now?"
"Hold on, we need to compare all of the extra large sizes, and figure out how many we need to get. I'm assuming that our coital sessions won't be scheduled, so you never know how many we will need!" Sheldon argued, as he picked up two more brands.
"Let's just get them all!" Amy said, knocking the boxes out of Sheldon's hands and into the shopping cart, scooting away from that area as fast as she could.
"I'm sensing that you're uncomfortable purchasing these. Would you prefer if we didn't buy them and just go without sex?" Sheldon asked, catching up with her.
"No! No way…Oh God, I'm sorry Sheldon. It's my first time buying these, and I'm so nervous. I feel like a teenager and I don't want the other shoppers to judge us." Amy replied.
"Amy, since when has another person's opinion of you ever mattered to you?"
"Always! Ever since elementary school, to be exact."
"Nobody will judge you for buying condoms. If they do, then they clearly are lacking in the coitus department and, as Penny would say; 'aren't getting any.'" Sheldon shrugged.
Amy grinned.
He had a point.
"That's very true." Amy breathed, composing herself again. "Now, let's get a few more snacks and drinks then we can go pay." She said, as they walked down one aisle, and she picked up a few items and placed them in the cart.
Sheldon peered in and frowned. "Why would we need chocolate sauce? We don't have any ice cream, and we passed the ice cream aisle already."
Amy just gave Sheldon a knowing look, hoping that he would catch on.
It took him a while.
"Oh!" He blinked. "That's very unsanitary!"
Amy smiled. "One could say that it's…dirty."
Sheldon pursed his lips. "One could," he nodded, "Although I suspect that we both have different views on the word 'dirty'."
Amy just chuckled to herself. "Not for long." She muttered.
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N/A: No marriage in this story ;)