This story is a continuation of the Blind Man Sees Ch 01. It picks up on the events that followed Ronnie's first visit to my house. Just like in Chapter One, the story is 98% true. Enjoy.
When I woke up the next morning, I was as mellow as I had been in many years. I ran the previous night's events through my mind again. A total stranger had come to my house and rocked my world like never before. She was black? Still not 100% sure on this fact. She was over 18 years age, but barely. She was thick. Not ugly or grossly overweight, but lots of padding in all the right places. She had 38 Double D tits and an ass that was begging to be squeezed and kissed. We got to play some and the sex was fantastic.
And after all of this, I did the lamest thing I had ever done in my life! I had not gotten her name. Had no way to contact her or call her. I would have to sit back and hope to see her up in the chat room again.
Well, I had lucked onto this vixen. Who knows if I was going to see her again? I started to make plans in case Ronnie ever showed up here again. I fired up my trusty computer and logged into the web page of my favorite store. It is located in Philadelphia and is called The Mood. After about a half hour of surfing, I had the info I needed. I picked up the phone and called the store.
"Hello, You've reached The Mood. How can I help you', asked a most feminine voice at the other end of the line.
"Hi there," I said. "I'm a blind guy looking to gets some gifts for a special lady," I stated.
"Well you have reached the right place then sir. We have lots of great gifts here. Can you tell me what you are interested in', she inquired.
I told her, "I was checking out your web page, but with no vision, I am not sure on some of the products you have listed."
"If you give me an idea of what you were checking out, I can tell you what else I have in that category," she stated.
"Well, um I was looking for handcuffs, but I can't really tell what you have," I answered.
"We are not allowed to sell real metal cuffs sir, but we do carry a set of Velcro cuffs. They are very soft and reasonably priced," she said.
I told her I wanted one set of them. "I am also looking for a very good vibrator," I continued.
"We have a large selection of them. Do you know how much you wish to spend', she asked.
"I don't want to go too crazy here. I am on a budget," I stated. I heard her typing away on the store's computer at her end.
"Sir, we have several products under $50. Our most popular model is called the Clitropatra. It comes in either white or pink. Besides the vibrating shaft, there is a vibrating nub that will stimulate her clitoris," she offered. "Can you tell me more about it as I can't look at the picture on your web site," I asked.
"No problem. It is shaped like a penis with a control box at the base. If you look at it from the front, the shaft looks like a woman wearing a hooded robe. From the back it looks like a large veined penis. At the base of her feet there is a figure of a Lion with it's tongue sticking out. This is the part that will stimulate her clitoris. Besides vibrating, This vibrator will also spin the tip of the penis in a circular motion. It is very popular amongst our female customers," was her reply.
All I could think was, Man vibrators had sure changed from the day when they just looked like big silver bullet shaped things. "I'll take one of those in pink," I directed. I had major plans to rock Ronnie's world if she ever crossed my front doorway again.
"Will that be all sir', she asked.
"I am also interested in some massage creams or gels," I said. "What is your most popular item under that category'
"We have the Love Gel in either Raspberry or Pina' Colada," she replied. "When blown on the gel will get warm, but it is also completely safe to eat."
I decided to cover my bases. "I'll take one of each flavor."
"Anything else sir', she asked.
"nope, that about covers it," I said.
The salesperson offered, "We have a nice selection of Anal Beads, whips, and nipple clips."
"Um, maybe I'll check them out on my next order," I answered. I directed the lady to UPS the package to me and gave her my credit card number. She informed me that as I was so close to Philadelphia, I would probably get my delivery the very next day.
"You have a great day sir. We hope to do business with you again."
I hung up the phone and started to plan for the next visit.
I ran across Ronnie exactly 8 days later. I was checking my email and an instant message popped up on my screen.
Ronnie: How you doing lover?