Jacki grabbed her purse and headed for the liquor store on the corner. She giggled in the elevator. It wasn’t just the collar. It was also the thought of her lifting the hem of her dress like the woman in the photograph to show the woman who worked at the package store her nether region, except in her case there would be nothing to obstruct the clerk’s view.
At the store, she headed for the cold case and grabbed a bottle of chardonnay. She was almost to the register when she turned on her heels and returned to the cooler. Tomorrow was Sunday, and she’d still have to take the dildo. She took another bottle. Flashing the clerk would have to wait for another day.
Back in her apartment, Jacki quickly stepped out of the dress and kicked off her shoes. She put one bottle in the refrigerator an
