They walked into Rylie’s.
The woman behind the counter welcomed them in the warm Destiny way.
A young man, who looked to be barely eighteen, was getting a tattoo on his shoulder. The artist was a man with beautiful tats down both his arms.
“This is her first time,” Jena told the woman. “I wanted to show her the club clothes.”
“Make yourself at home, girls. If you need anything, just let me know.”
“The clothes are in the back, Carrie.” Jena led her through a doorway.
Her mouth popped open, seeing all the sexy outfits. “Jena, this skirt wouldn’t even cover your ass.”
“Actually, I have some smaller. And that is the idea.” Jena grabbed a leather crop from a shelf. “That, and other things.”
Looking around, Carrie felt excited. What would it be like to wear something from here in front of Josh and Jacob? Would it turn them on? Just thinking about it was certainly getting her charged up.
Jena smiled. “It looks like you might have more questions about BDSM now that I’ve brought you here.”
“I do. Would you mind answering my questions while I get ready for my date?”
“I would love to, Carrie. It’s a wonderful lifestyle for many people, though it’s not for everyone. You might want to know that Josh and Jacob are in the life.”
“I’m so glad you told me because that’s important to know before I go on the date with them.” She held up a leather halter to her chest, and felt her heart start to race. “Could I really wear this?”
“Yes, you could, and you would look great in it. You should buy it and this mini skirt. But I have no doubt that tonight will be vanilla all the way. You’re not in the lifestyle…yet.” Jena smiled.
“What do you mean by ‘vanilla?’”
“Not BDSM. Traditional. If you’re interested in learning more I have some books I can share with you. They explain the lifestyle quite well.”
“I guess I have some reading to do.” She grabbed the halter and miniskirt. “I’m going to get this outfit and try it on.”
Jena’s eyebrows rose. “For tonight?”
“Oh God, no.”
Chapter Fourteen
Josh walked to the front door with Jacob beside him. Like him, his cousin had put on a sports coat and slacks. Quite different from their typical daywear—boots, jeans, shirt, and cowboy hat—and even more different than their Dom gear, leather vests, pants, and boots.
“Do you think I look okay?” Jacob asked.
He grinned. “Other than that face of yours, you look great.”
Jacob laughed. “Hey, my mug is prettier than yours will ever be.”
“We’ll just let Carrie be the judge of that.” Both of them smiling, he rang the doorbell.
Matt opened the door. “What are you two grinning about?”
“We were just asking each other if we looked okay for Carrie.” He spread his arms wide, hoping to give Matt a better view. “What do you think?”
Jacob spun around. “Pretty snazzy, right?”
Matt shook his head. “You look like a couple of cowboys trying to play dress-up.”
Jena appeared next to Matt. “Wow, you two look fantastic. Carrie is going to be impressed.”