"No," Lucy said with a shake of her head.
"No, what?" Tom asked, watching her closely.
"No, I'm not inserting that thing inside me. I can't go down to have dinner with the others while having that inside me. I just can't," Lucy said with a shake of her head, looking repulsed by the mere thought of it.
"Okay," Tom said with a nod as he returned the egg-shaped vibrator into the box.
"Okay?" Lucy asked, wondering if he was saying so because he was angry or saying it because he understood her.
"Yes. It's okay. You don't want to do it, and it's okay. You don't possibly expect me to force you to do something that you don't want to do," Tom said as he carried the box and placed it on top of the shoe shelf where he had taken it from.
"I said I can't. I didn't say I don't want to. Ask me to do something else that doesn't involve inserting any inanimate object inside me."
"Let's go down for dinner," Tom said as he walked out of the closet.
