It was a gorgeous Saturday morning and Ellie and I were wandering round the local market. It's a pleasant 10 minute walk from our apartment to the place and it seemed silly to spend the time inside. Considering how crowded the place was, I could see we weren't the only ones thinking that. Anyway, we were wandering round the market, peeking into all sorts of alternative stalls, when Ellie called me over to look into a particular one.
It was one of those stalls that had those red resin figurines you see all the time. You know the ones, Chinese foo dogs, dragons, etc. What had Ellie's attention though was a folder she was mischievously thumbing through.
"Have a look at these," she said.
Well, I had a look and I could see why she had a smile. It was a catalogue of figurines, but not the type you could put on display. All very, very adult.
There was one of a naked couple making love, another of a naked female kneeling in front of a guy and sucking his very hard cock. Another of a female sitting on the face of a naked guy, obviously enjoying his attention while she rubbed her tits as his cock stuck into the air. Another of a couple fingering each other. One with two females and one male. Two males and one female. You get the idea. There were many variations and they all looked exquisite in their pornographic detail.
An old, gray haired woman came up to us. "Do you and your wife like the figures? I have some here if you want to look."
People always make that mistake about us.
"They're lovely but we aren't together. We're just friends."
"Good friends?", she asked with a sly look.
"Nup," Ellie replied. "We live together but we go our separate ways".
"Ah!", she said. "Then I think I know just the right figure for the two of you. May I?" as she reached for the catalogue.
She flipped through a few pages and then gave it back to us. The figurine was of a naked male and female sitting on the ground facing each other with their legs spread wide apart. His ankles crossed over hers and each was masturbating.
Him, with his hand wrapped around a hugely erect cock, and her; well she had the fingers of one of her hands buried deeply in her pussy, while her other hand tweaked a stiff nipple on her pendulous tits. There was a look of ecstasy on their faces.
"You see, it's friends openly giving themselves pleasure without inhibition."
We both looked at the picture a bit gob-smacked.
"It's very cheap. Only twenty dollars. It's something you can share between yourselves."
I think Ellie was feeling a little frisky this morning. Maybe it was that time of the month because, before I could say anything, she said; "Sure, why not. It's gorgeous."
And with that she pulled a twenty out of her purse.
The woman smiled then frowned a bit.
"These are special figurines and you have to seal them before you can have them."
"Seal them?" we both gawped.
"Yes, seal them. Just a minute and I'll show you."
And with that, she ducked under one of her trestle tables and began rummaging through cardboard boxes.
"Ah, here it is!"
She brought up a small box, flipped it upside down and the figure slid out covered in bubble wrap.
It was not the figure she showed us though but the base. There was a flat indent about 3 centimetres in diameter and a few millimetres deep, around which was inscribed a series of runes. At least I think they were runes.
"To seal the figure, I need a little snip of each of your hairs, just an inch long. I put the hairs in the impression and seal them in with a special resin. Once the resin has dried the figurine is sealed."
We both looked at her a bit dubiously.
"What are the symbols?" Ellie asked.
"They are runes of power," she replied in a serious voice. "This is the one for openness, this for honesty, this for friendship, this for trust, this for respect, this for sexual power and this; this is the rune of binding that brings it all together."
Ellie laughed. "Oh, what the heck," she responded. "Come on James, let's do it."
She reached for a pair of scissors the woman was suddenly holding. I sighed and went along with it all. The old woman was beaming.
We didn't take the figure immediately. After all, the resin had to set. We paid the money and the woman told us to come back in at least thirty minutes to collect it. It was a fine day and the market had lots of stalls so it wasn't hard to fill in the time. When we picked it up the bottom was smoothly filled with a clear resin. We could just make out our hairs within.
We got back in late afternoon and opened our buy. Well, Ellie's buy. It really was a lovely figure and, despite it's pornographic nature, we put it prominently on display on a shelf in the main lounge. We took some time admiring it and wondering about the strange old woman's "sealing" of the figure.
Nothing else happened during the evening and everything was as normal as any other night. At about 11ish we finished watching a movie and retired to bed. We have our own separate bedrooms of course but it goes even further than that. We're always careful around each other. We never let ourselves see each other even partly naked as we are determined to keep things as friends. So we went to bed.
About 3am I woke needing to pee. You know how it goes. You want to sleep but your body has other plans. I got up to go to the bathroom. It was a warm night so I slept naked but, I didn't even think about putting on a robe or such. I must of just figured Ellie would be asleep and never know. After all, the bathroom was just across the hall from my bedroom.
So, I wandered into the bathroom to be very surprised to see Ellie sitting butt naked on the toilet. I was a bit taken aback but not much.
"You need to pee?" she asked matter of factly.
I nodded.
"Then why don't you use the wash basin. I know boys do that."
It was a strange situation yet not so strange. She peeing into the toilet while I pee'd into the basin. We did our business, washed up and then said good night to each other. Just like that as if it was the most natural of things.
