“What?” Della frowned, forgetting about The Suck-u-buzz for a moment. “What do you mean?”

“I told them about him yesterday afternoon. They weren’t very happy. They think I’m too old.”

“That’s outrageous, Rosemary.” Winona’s voice was full of indignation. “A woman’s sexual drive doesn’t wither just because she ages.”

“I know that, dear. But they’re men who prefer not to think about their mother’s sex life. I think they thought I’d just be happy to live on memories of Winston.”

“Pfft.” Winona scowled. “They should be proud of their mother wanting to stay so active.”

“Oh, they’re all for me being active, dear. As long as it’s Zumba or Pilates.”

“Would you like for me to have a chat with them?” Winona volunteered.

The older woman laughed. “Oh, I’d pay good money to see that.” She laughed again. “But they’re good boys. They just need some time to adjust to the situation.”

“You’re not going to seriously stop seeing each other, are you?” Della pressed.

“Ray’s adamant he doesn’t want to cause any ructions in the family.”

“Oh, Rosemary.” Della put her hand on the older woman’s shoulder, conscious of the bony angles. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s fine.” She patted Della’s hand. “But until I can convince Ray otherwise…” She plucked The Suck-u-buzz out of Della’s hands. “I’ll take one of these, please, Frieda.”

“Me, too,” Winona said.

“And you?” Frieda inquired as three sets of eyes turned in Della’s direction.

Della glanced at the vibrator. It was so tempting.

“Just putting this out there.” Winona leaned in and lowered her voice. “You don’t have to get just one.”

More than one. She hadn’t planned on buying multiple toys, but…why not? Hell, if she hadn’t just spent most of her savings on a car, she’d be tempted to buy the lot and test-drive every one of them. She could have some kind of scoring system. Hell, she could start a spreadsheet. All she’d need was a locked bedroom door, a couple of days off in a row, and a stock of Pringles and bottled water.

But with her funds limited, Della had to be choosy. She ran her eyes up and down the row of climax candy before settling on The Suck-u-buzz still in Rosemary’s possession. Dare she? Taking a deep breath, she tapped the first dildo model Frieda had demonstrated. “I’ll have this one. And”—she pointed at the rabbit—“this one with the remote control. And…I’ll also take The Suck-u-buzz.”

She had a feeling she was going to need to work her way up to The Suck-u-buzz.

Frieda was delighted. “I do like a woman who knows how to shop.”

“Ring ’em up, Frieda,” Winona said on a laugh. “Before she chickens out.”