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The Journey to Love: Love and Politics	By : sissouthernink1994 Category: S through Z > West Wing Views: 2272 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Full disclaimer below with more to follow for each chapter. This is a work of fiction. I don't own The West Wing- the building or the show. I don't know President and Mrs. Obama, I'm not getting paid for this.

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A/N: So I found out last chapter that the “Josh and Sam” banter isn’t as easy to write, as it is to watch.
Chapter 3: Shopping for Sam’s gift
Tuesday February 24, Washington D.C. 6:30 p.m.
                Josh Lyman was having an end of day meeting with the interns in Congressman Pointer’s office. After making assignments for the following day, he let them go home. He was checking his messages and the last minute faxes that had come in while he was in the meeting. He could overhear the interns talking.
“I can’t believe we’re getting out of here before eight.”
“I know right? Must be a miracle.”
“Hey did you hear what Lanie in Congressman White’s office bought?”
“No, what’d she buy?”
“She went to that new sex shop, Toy Box of Love, by that strip mall and bought this thing called a screw bunny.” That strip mall? What strip mall? Josh thought.
“A screw bunny? What the hell is that?”
“It’s some kind of…” the female intern’s voice got lower “super fast dildo.” Josh wondered why she was lowering her voice; he had already more than he should have.
“How do you know?”
“You didn’t hear? She was using it here at work and apparently she made so much noise someone called paramedics because they thought someone was in pain.” The interns laughed and Josh shook his head. Maybe I should check this out and see if I can find Sam a gift. He hurried to his office so they wouldn’t know that he’d been listening. He quickly looked up the address on his phone so the website wouldn’t be in the government’s server. I think I will check it out. Hope I don’t run into any of them. He grabbed his things and left his office, walking Donna out.
                He went home and actually cooked himself something to eat. C.J. would be impressed. She thought he would be eating takeout for the rest of his life. While eating, he found the exact address of the sex shop and it hours of operation. After eating, he decided to change his clothes before going to shop. He would probably look out of place if he went there in a suit. He hoped jeans and a t-shirt would make him look normal. Maybe he should wear a hat. Maybe not. Maybe the place wouldn’t be that busy.
                He got in his car and drove to Toy Box of Love. He guessed they had to add “love” to the name or else people would think it was a children’s toy store. They probably still a lot of confusion. Josh soon discovered it was far from it. As he pulled up in the parking lot, he saw more cars than he wanted to see. He just hoped no one would recognize him and vice versa.
                The shop had a sweet smell to it, like fruit. He didn’t expect that. Not sure what he expected. A sex shop should smell like, well sex maybe? He started at the wall nearest to him and slowly walked and looked. He saw the screw bunny and decided that Sam would accept it because it came from Josh, but he could tell Sam would never use it. It was a little overwhelming, since he had no idea what he wanted. There was a sign on the shelf that said if there was a question, customers could go to the help desk. So that’s what Josh did.
“Can I help you?”
“Yes, you can.” He replied to the young lady standing behind the counter. She looked like she was 21. She had a few piercings and two-toned hair. “I’m looking for an anniversary gift for my boyfriend and I have no idea what to get him. I heard someone mention this place and I thought I’d check it out.”
“Ok, tell me about him.” Josh thought about what he could say without causing a governmental uproar.
“Well, he’s a California boy, that’s where he is now. He has beautiful blue eyes, about my height. He has a law degree. Dimples, black hair, really sexy.”
“How long have you been together?”
“Twelve years.”
“Oh, how sweet. You could get matching rings.”
“We haven’t discussed that yet.”
“Ok, what does he like to do? You said he has a law degree?”
“He uses words a lot. He loves to read. His music selection is kinda all over the map, jazz, rock, a little R&B.”She was thinking.
“What does he like to read?”
“Novels, political books, biographies.”
“Poetry?” Josh thought about it.
“Yeah, he likes poetry.”
“Ok, let me get a couple of books for you. Check out this brochure while you wait.” She slid a colorful brochure across the counter at him. He picked it up and was pretty sure he was red in the face. It was interesting to say the least. He looked carefully at it and immediately had questions. The clerk came back with three books in her hand.
“Tell me more this.”He said pointing to the brochure.
“It’s safe. We make them latex and non-latex for those who are allergic. They can be made with hard plastic if the customer chooses.”
“And the mold?”
“We let the customer break it back down to plaster when the toy is removed. You make it, you break it. The mold has to cure for a full 24 hours with the liquid latex in it. We’ll take pictures before the mixture is made to make sure we get the color as close as possible. We can add synthetic hair if you want.” Josh was in serious thought.
“How long does it take to set everything up?
“Not long. Sometimes the most difficult part it waiting for the customer to prepare themselves to be molded.” He nodded and looked at the books she brought.
“Can I ship it in the mail?”
“Sure. It’ll be in a discreet brown box.” Just then, his phone rang. He knew exactly who it was. It was after 5 p.m. in Santa Ana and after 8 p.m. in D.C. This was their usual talk time.
“Excuse me a minute.” She nodded her head and left to help some other customers. “Hi honey.”
“Why Joshua my love, you sound too happy to be sitting in your office.”
“That’s because I’m not. I’m actually someplace pretty interesting looking at a present for you.”
“You got out of the office before 8?”
“Before 7.”
“Wow. How’d you manage that?”
“Don’t know. Just happened. What are you up to?”
“About thirty minutes from heading out myself to get ready for my flight.”
“So how’d you manage that?”
“Don’t know. Just happened.” They laughed. “So, does this pretty interesting place have a name?”
“Yes, a pretty interesting one.”
“A pretty interesting place with a pretty interesting name. And you’re not going to tell me what it is are you?”
“Not one clue.”
“So, am I gonna like this gift?” Josh looked at the brochure and the books and smiled.
“Absolutely. You won’t be able to guess what it is. Not in a million years.”
“Can I have a clue?”
“Not one clue Sam. I’m going to send it in the mail and it better not have been opened when I get there.”
“Aw, come on Josh. Not even a peek?”
“No, Sam. Not one.” Sam sighed.
“Ok, I won’t open it. But you’ve really got my interest peaked.”
“Good, that’s the point. What time is your fight leaving?”
“Midnight on the dot California time. I’ll arrive 4 a.m. Cali time.”
“Time conversion- Leaving 4 a.m. D.C. time, arriving 8 a.m. D.C. time.”
“Sounds right.”
“You want to stop by the house when you get in?” Josh asked, hoping Sam would take the hint.
“Now Josh, you know if I stop by your house, I will miss my meeting with the President and you will be late for work.” Josh smiled, because Sam was right.
“Yeah, I know. You staying overnight?”
“Don’t we both wish? If I was meeting him later in the day, maybe. But I have to be back for a brunch in Dana Point Thursday at 11. It’s honoring some very talented high school students.”
“Written the speech yet?”
“Not yet. Probably will on the way back.”
“So can I get a clue about the meeting?”
“No, I think I’ll keep it to myself. We’ll talk about it when you get here.”
“Sam…”
“If I have to wait, you can too.”
“Ouch. Ok. Well, let me get your present. Call me before you go to bed ok?”
“Ok. Love you.”
“Love you too.” Josh hung up the phone and looked more intensely at the books. One was Karma Sutra positions for gay men, one was a book of erotic poetry written by a man for a man and the other was a book on the history of gay sex. The clerk came back to the counter.
“What did you decide?”
“I’ll take these two books,” He had chosen the poetry and Karma Sutra books. “And I want to get one of these made.”
“Ok.” She called the tech out from the back to meet Josh and he followed him back to the lab.
                Josh left the Toy Box of Love, pleased with his purchase. And pleased that he didn’t run into anybody he knew or knew him. Or of him. He had his appointment to come back the next night to break his mold and inspect the toy. Sam would definitely be surprised. And Josh was getting excited about the erotic poetry that would be leaving his lips. He bought himself a copy to find his favorite poems so Sam could read those first. Would be fun to see how far they could make it. His best guess through the first poem. No guarantees after that.
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