Lisa
As we walk up and down the aisles of Adult Mart, I keep a close eye on Jennie. She looks better after throwing up her dinner, but I'm still worried. I've never seen her sick before, unless you counted hangovers, and it puts me on edge. I hate that she's coming down with the flu and there is nothing I can do to make her feel better.
"This has burnt nut sac written all over it," Sehun yells from the end of the aisle, interrupting me from my thoughts as he holds up a candle that doubles as massage oil when it's melted.
I reach for Jennie's hand and give it a squeeze as we make our way down one aisle, glancing at things as we walk. I watch her carefully out of the corner of my eye, looking for warning signs on her face in case I need to rush her out of the store to defile more shrubbery.
"I'm fine, stop staring at me," she says without looking at me.
"Sorry, I'm just making sure you aren't going to throw up on the carpet. Out of all the fluids that are stained on this floor, I'm guessing vomit isn't one of them."
"Oh that's disgusting," she says with a laugh.
Seeing her smile puts me at ease a little bit. If she can still laugh, she isn't dying from some horrible, unnamed disease.
Jennie suddenly stops and moves in front of me with a serious look on her face.
"You see?" she whispers conspiratorially. "This is why I have never set foot in one of these places," she states, looking over her shoulder and then back to me. "Look at that creepy, old guy over there in front of the 'Buy One, Get One Free' bin. He is about one 'Shaving Ryan's Privates' away from whipping his dick out in the middle of the store and throwing his goo at us like in 'Silence of the Lambs'," she complains.
She gives one last nervous look over her shoulder at him and lets go of my hand to go down a different aisle, clearly needing to distance herself from the guy who now has both of his hands in his baggy pants pockets and is jerking them at an alarming speed. The guy obviously hadn't read the sign hanging above the movies that said, "Please do not jerk off in our store. Thank you!" There is even a smiley face on the sign. It's oddly disturbing, yet comforting all at the same time.
I turn to follow Jennie, stopping at a random display and grabbing the first bottle I see and read the back of it to see what it does. I read a few words when the sound of Jennie's whispering brings my head up. I see her talking animatedly to Minnie a few feet away, most likely sharing her views about the DVD section and its inhabitants. I stand there for a few minutes just watching her when she suddenly throws her head back and laughs. It's one of those deep, full belly laughs that is impossible to stifle and it gives me goose bumps hearing it. It feels like someone punched me in the stomach and my heart starts pounding faster.
I love her so fucking much.
This isn't a revelation, but all of a sudden in the middle of Adult Mart I feel like nothing else matters but the fact that I love Jennie. She is my dream come true, my life, and my everything. Does it really matter if I plan the best proposal in the world and spend weeks trying to come up with just the right words? She isn't the type of girl who cares about that stuff and I know it. I want everything to be outlandish because it's what I think is expected, not because it's what I think will be perfect for her. Asking her to be my wife and to grow old with me – that's what matters, not the amount of money I spend renting a jumbotron, or the meetings I have with the manager of a restaurant, or the stupid three-page speech I memorize. Waking up every morning next to this woman and tucking my son into bed every night is all that I care about. Jennie and Gabi are my whole world, and I don't want to wait one more second to ask her to make it official in the eyes of God and everyone we know.
Spur of the moment. Isn't that the way you were supposed to do these fucking things anyway?
I swallow the knot that forms in my throat, suddenly nervous that the moment is here. The one I have been planning for and rehearsing – it's here and it's right fucking now.
I tear my gaze away from Jennie for a moment and glance around me. Porn, dildos of all shapes, sizes and colors, and a shelf full of anal lube.
Jesus, does that say cinnamon-flavored anal lube? I don't even want to think about a situation that requires flavored anal lube. I must be insane that I am actually contemplating this right now.
I stand there with my hands sweating, heart pounding, and a bottle of Lickity Stiff Arousing Cream clutched to my chest.
Fuck it.
I take a deep breath, my decision made. With determination, I walk over to where Jennie is still chatting with Minnie. She turns to face me just as I reach her and takes the bottle I'm holding out of my hand to read its contents.
"Lickity Stiff Arousing Cream? I'm pretty sure you don't need this," Jennie says with a laugh.
She turns around to place it back on a shelf, and I take a deep breath for good measure, reach into my pocket, and wrap my fingers around the velvet box that I still carry around with me just in case. With Jennie's back to me, I pull out the box and start to kneel.
"Holy shit!"
The exclamation interrupts my descent to the floor, and I pause with both of my knees slightly bent, looking like I'm getting ready to take off sprinting in a race. Jennie turns around just as a hand clamps around my bicep and dragged me backwards.
"Doyeon, what are you doing?" Jennie asks.
"Just need to talk to Lisa for a second. Need a guy's opinion about porn, no worries!"
I stumble and shove the ring box back in my pocket as I try to turn around and keep up with Doyeon. Despite my protests, she continues to hold onto my arm and walk faster.
"Doyeon! What the fuck?! I was kind of in the middle of something," I complain as we get further away from Jennie who stares at us with confusion on her face.
"Oh I know what the fuck you were in the middle of, dumbass!" Doyeon whispers loudly.
She finally stops when we are on the opposite side of the store from Jennie and turns to face me.
"You're proposing to Jennie?" she asks with her hands on her hips and a mixture of awe and anger on her face
"Well, I was trying to until I was rudely interrupted," I tell her, putting my hands on my hips and staring her down. She is small and feisty, but I have cocks on my side. Hundreds of them I can fling at her and then flee in the other direction when she attacks.
"You're proposing to Jennie."
This time it's a statement rather than a question.
"Um, I think we already covered this. Let me guess, you think it's too soon. Or you're afraid I'm going to hurt her. Go ahead, give it to me. Wait, shit! Did she say something to you about not wanting to marry me? Fuck! She's been acting weird since your wedding, and I know she's talked a good game about not wanting to get married, but I figured it was just talk. What girl doesn't want to get married? Oh fuck, Jennie is the type of girl who doesn't want to get married. Oh my God she doesn't want to marry me," I ramble as I pace back and forth in front of a display of chocolate body paint.
"Oh for fuck's sake, calm down, Nancy. I swear the two of you are the stupidest people I have ever met. You live together and you never talk. How is that fucking possible?" Doyeon asks in irritation.
"What are you talking about?"
Doyeon sighs. "YOU. ARE. STUPID," Doyeon repeats, enunciating each word and making up random hand gestures to go with each one so it looked like she was using sign language. Except I'm pretty sure the sign for "stupid" isn't a middle finger.
"I shouldn't be telling you this because Jennie is my best friend and this seriously violates the best friend code of honor between girls, but we have a situation on our hands. I am willing to take a kick to the vagina for you when she finds out about this so you better clean out your ears and listen the fuck up!" she says with a poke to my chest with her finger. "Jennie has been freaking out lately that you don't want to marry her because she has this idea in her head that you're a typical guy and the idea of marriage makes you want to puke, which could explain the purging she did in the landscaping out front. She doesn't have a porn fetish. She just didn't want you to know that ever since my wedding she's done nothing but think about marrying you, and she's scared to death it's going scare you away."
I stare at her with my mouth open, not sure which fact makes me more sad: Jennie thinking I wouldn't want to marry her or Jennie not really being addicted to porn. That is a problem I'm sure we can overcome together and without the tears or vomiting...unless that was the type of porn she was into, but I'm pretty sure we can get through that together as well. Maybe. But I guess that's a non-issue now.
"Okay, then why the fuck did you stop me? I was seconds away from easing all of her fears," I complain.
"Um, take a minute and look around, Romeo. Do you really want to propose to Jennie in front of a display of cock rings?"
I glance around me and really take in my surroundings and think about what I'm doing.
"Years from now when she's retelling this story to your grand kids, do you really want her to say, 'Well kids, your granddada popped the question right next to the anal beads and ball gags.'?" Doyeon says in a grandmotherly voice.
"I'm sorry, I don't get what the problem is here," Sehun says as he suddenly appears next to Doyeon, licking a sucker shaped like a pair of tits.
"Go away, this is a secret," Doyeon tells him.
"Nice try, twat waffle. I heard the majority of what's going on. And I kind of want to take Lisa here out back and rub my nuts on his head for not telling me he planned to propose to Jennie in the happiest place on earth," Sehun states, giving me a dirty look. Well, as dirty a look as he can with sugar boobs on a stick hanging out of his mouth.
"Isn't Disneyland the happiest place on earth?" Doyeon asks.
"It's like you don't even know me," Sehun tells her.
"Look, this was a last minute decision. It's not like I planned to drop down on one knee in the middle of this place."
I look away from them to take another glimpse around me.
Why the fuck did I think this was a good idea? Jennie would have killed me, murdered me where I stood. My obituary would read, "She died under a pile of pink and purple rubber cocks and double A batteries."
"I was caught up in the moment and just reacted," I tell them sheepishly.
Sehun pats me on the back. "Awww, you got sentimental in a porn shop. Will you marry me instead?" he asked with a laugh.
I shut him up with a punch to his chest.
"Wait, if you didn't plan this, why are you carrying a ring around in your pocket?" Doyeon asks suspiciously.
"Uh, I, um, kind of carry it everywhere with me," I tell her, feeling beyond uncomfortable that I'm admitting this out loud. "I've had a few proposal plans go belly up the last few weeks. I've been wracking my brain trying to come up with the perfect plan and every time, something has gone wrong. I like to keep the ring in my pocket so I can reach in and touch the box. It gives me reassurance to keep trying."
Doyeon's bottom lip quivers and Sehun stares at me blankly.
"Dude, you've been fingering that box in your pocket all this time? I thought you had crabs or something. I was going to let you borrow my cream," Sehun says with a sad shake of his head. "That's pathetic. You have officially lost your man card. If you take it all back right now and tell me there's a hole in your pocket and you were just diddling yourself like the old guy over in aisle twelve, I'll forgive you."
Doyeon pinches the skin of his underarm, and Sehun lets out a howl, rubbing the spot that is now turning red.
"Shut up, ass fuck. That is the most romantic thing I've ever heard," Doyeon says with a sniffle. "Let me see the ring."
I look behind me and find Jennie perusing DVD's now that the guy playing pocket pool is gone. I slide the ring out of my pocket and quickly opened it for Doyeon to see.
"Holy shit, you went to Jared's," she whispers in awe.
"YES! Ha ha, vindication!" I shout with a fist pump.
Doyeon and Sehun shush me and we all turn around to see if Jennie has heard the commotion. I quickly snap the ring box closed and shove it back in my pocket to see that she is oblivious to the noise and is still neck deep in the clearance porn bin.
That is so hot.
Even if my grandmother walked in right now, I don't think I'd be able to get rid of my boner.
Sorry, Nana, my girlfriend is in a sex shop trying to pick out the perfect porno for us to watch later. Lisa Junior isn't going anywhere for a while. Please pick girl-on-girl, please pick girl-on-girl.
"Oh for God's sakes, close your mouth, Lisa, or you'll catch flies," Doyeon scolds, bringing my attention back around. "And Sehun, quit staring at Minnie's ass. You'll have plenty of time for that later."
"Actually, we've already done it three times today. I'm kind of spent," Sehun replies with another lick to the sucker.
"First of all, that's disgusting and I would have slept a whole lot better tonight if you hadn't shared that, and second, when the fuck did you even find time to have sex three times? You were at my shop all day helping me unload inventory. You didn't even see Minnie until we got to the restaurant," Doyeon questions.
"First of all," Sehun replies, mocking Doyeon. "You said 'load' and we need to acknowledge that. Heh, heh, load! And second, it was more like one point two times if you want to get technical. I had sex with the Minnie mold twice in the bathroom of your store, and I had sex with Minnie in the bathroom of the restaurant."
And there goes my boner.
"There are so many things wrong with that statement I think my brain just exploded. You're bleaching my bathroom tomorrow, asshat," Doyeon says angrily.
"Hey, what are you guys talking about?" Jennie asks, coming up to the group.
"We're talking about how many times I spooged in Minnie today," Sehun states proudly.
"Sorry I asked," Jennie replies, turning right back around and walking away.
"Never, ever use that word again. Ever," Doyeon tells Sehun once Jennie is out of earshot. "Okay, Lisa, I get where you were going tonight with the whole 'spur of the moment' thing and it's a nice touch. But you need a plan."
"Hey, Christopher proposed to Adriana without any kind of plan. He just walked into her mother's house and handed her the ring. Maybe he had the right idea," I told her indignantly.
"Who the hell are Christopher and Adriana?" she asks.
"Um, duh! From Sopranos," Sehun replies.
"Come to think of it, though, it didn't really end all that well. He fucked everything in a skirt, snorted coke, shot up heroin, and had her killed. Plus, the reason he proposed was because he just beat the shit out of her," I reason.
"Gee, it's amazing you were able to come to the conclusion that basing your marriage proposal off of an HBO mob show isn't the best idea," Doyeon says with a roll of her eyes.
"Hey, as long as Jennie doesn't go to the FBI and rat us out it could totally work," Sehun states. "That's common sense right there. Bitches are snitches," Sehun says, throwing down gang signs to emphasize his point.
"It's obvious I'm going to have to do this for you. Give me a few weeks and I'll have your problem solved," Doyeon assures me.
I'm not so sure having someone else plan my proposal to Jennie is a good idea, but Doyeon is her best friend. Who better to help me out with this? Plus, it will alleviate some of the pressure I feel.
The three of us make our way back to the other side of the store where Jennie and Jim are standing, staring slack jawed at Minnie.
"What should I do? He tells me to test them out, so I did. How was I supposed to know how far in to stick them?" she whines as we got to the group.
"What happened? What's going on?" I ask to no one in particular.
I notice Jennie is looking a little green again, and I put my arm around her waist and pulled her in to my side.
"I bought some of those Benjamin Wa Balls, and I know you're supposed to try stuff out before you leave the store to make sure it works. Now I can't get them out," she complains.
It's not until that moment I notice she is standing with her legs slightly spread like she was getting ready to take a dump on the floor.
"Did she just say Benjamin Wa Balls?" I whisper to Jim standing next to me.
"Seriously? That's what you're concerned with? She stuck a product up her vagina before she left the store. And was planning on putting it back if she didn't like it," Jim whispers back in a horrified voice. "I should never have touched anything in here."
Minnie rocks back and forth from one foot to the other and shakes her hips a little in an effort to shake them loose I'm guessing.
"This Benjamin Wa guy should have come up with a better removal plan," Minnie states.
"Jesus, will you stop calling them that? They're BEN WA BALLS," Doyeon shouts. "And you're not supposed to test the products out IN the store. That's only for toys that require batteries and the clerk will put some batteries in to make sure the thing actually runs before you leave with it."
"How the hell was I supposed to know any of this? And I thought that was just a nickname for them and they shortened it to fit on the packaging. I was using the formal name," Minnie tells her as she continues to move her hips around in a giant circle like she's trying to hula hoop in slow motion.
We all just stand around staring at her while she does her weird mating ritual to get Benjamin's balls loose. It's like a train wreck we can't turn away from.
"I am never letting anyone use the bathroom in my shop. Ever," Doyeon says under her breath.
"Ooooh, I think I got one loose!" Minnie exclaims.
"I totally love you right now!" Sehun tells her.
"I think I'm going to be sick," Jennie states, throwing her hand over her mouth and running for the exit.