Shelby has bought an illicit sex toy with her credit card, not knowing that her stepmother, Lynne, has been reading every line item on the bill. Lynne eventually confronts her stepdaughter about the purchase, but she has waited for a convenient time to do so. Lynne is bi, and Shelby is a closet lesbian. With the man of the house out of town, sparks fly between the two women. Warning: This short story features graphic and descriptions of girl-on-girl, consensual lesbian sex with a double-ended dildo. As such, it is meant only for mature and adult readers. Excerpt: I glanced down at my credit card bill, and it felt like all the blood drained out of my face. Lynne had singled out an online purchase from Toyland Babes. “Um, um.” I glanced around the room. “That must be a mistake, I…” “Shut up. Where is it?” “I still don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Shelby, I know what it is. I went to the website, searched by price. In terms of detective work, it wasn’t that hard. I know what it is, seriously.” She narrowed her eyes at me. “Where is it? I want it, now.” “No! You can’t have it!” “Okay, then. How about I show this line item to your father, when he comes home in a few days?” My mouth dropped open. “You wouldn’t dare!” “Try me.” “Daddy doesn’t need to know.” Defeated, I slipped off the mattress. On my hands and knees, I rummaged beneath my bed. The whole time, I could feel my stepmother’s eyes on me. My sleeping shirt must have ridden up, exposing the white cotton panties I was wearing. Part of me enjoyed the feeling. Deep down, I knew that this “anger” on Lynne’s part was partly serious, but it also was a ruse to get into my bedroom while I was wearing next to nothing. At any rate, I found my secret stash box, and I pulled the item out. Then, I stood up, holding the illicit toy behind me back.