Anne and Shade watched as Wild Whip left her home. It was oddly normal: she opened the door, stepped outside, closed the door, locked the door. Then, she simply walked away.
Anne didn’t know what she’d expected. A Whip Plane? Whip Mobile? Giant, rideable whip-poor-will?
It just wasn’t what she’d expected.
She sat there for a few moments, stethoscope hanging from her neck. Sometimes, this world was so much stranger than she could ever have imagined. Sometimes, it was so very, very normal.
“Coast is clear,” Shade said. “Let’s go.”
The two of them stepped out of the car. Crossed the street and walked up to Wild Whip’s door. The roof above the door cast a bit of a shadow. Shade stepped in it. The shadow seemed to engulf her, until she was no longer there.
The door opened from the inside.
Shade stood in the doorway, wearing a smile. “Hop to it, criminal.”
As Anne stepped into Wild Whip’s house, she couldn’t help but notice the massive strap-on dildo sitting on the cabinet directly facing the door.
“Wow,” Anne said.
“What, you’ve never seen a dildo before?” Shade asked, walking down a hallway.
Anne followed. “I didn’t say that.”
“You said, ‘wow,’ which makes me think that you were surprised.”
“I’ve just… I’ve never seen a dildo right at the front door. Like, that takes balls. Well, not actual balls. Ohgod, can we change the subject?”
Shade laughed, opening the door to the den.