I went into an adult bookstore for the first time in must be 20 years last week. They've changed. Now that the internet has killed the video (star) they don't even have DVDs or movies.It's all lingerie, toys and lube. Leather cuffs and things to put in your vagina. It was easy to walk around and it was better lit than I remember from my teen years.
And the clerk was a 30-something slightly goth girl that was pretty cute, even as this was not an entry level position for her. And no more cracks about positions. She was clearly confident and could have handled herself if I got out of line.
But I'm notoriously shy when I walk into places like that. I'm not looking for conversation, not even with a pretty girl.
She directed me to the masturbation aids and I made my selection. She gave me a discount. And that evening I thought of her while I came into my hand.
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