.Daddy and i stumbled upon a toy store Friday night hidden in the back of the restaurant parking lot we ate at. i couldn’t resist asking Him if we could make a stop in. Thisice new store was an adventure.
We have two kinds of adult stores in our immediate area. The vanilla shop filled with lingerie and basic toys with the kink-lite toys and stuff in the back which might raise an eyebrow, but not chase someone out of the store. The other is the adult stores of days past full of porn, sticky floors and the kind of guys in and around the store I wouldn’t go in even with Daddy.
A couple cities closer to San Francisco and there is a third kind of store! It wasn’t exactly kink central, but there was a wider selection of toys than I’ve seen outside of the City. Forgive me in advance for not knowing terminology for some of the things. A fully metal whip, electric light wands, several varies of ball gags and gimp masks, medical equipment along with all the other stuff.
i was like a kid in a candy store!!! Daddy had to reign me in a bit with promises of another trip soon to try new toys.
Daddy bought me a new vibrator. It’s 10″ long and 5″ in girth with 10 different settings. All this little girl has to say is YUMMMY!!!!! We had fun yesterday trying it out. *giggles*
I appreciate discrete packaging as much as the next person. I’m not embarrassed in the least with whatever I’m bringing in, but I see the need for those with kids and living conditions where modesty is necessary. I looked at the way the sales lady wrapped our purchase and called it “shame wrapping”.
What is shame wrapping, you ask? It’s my vibrator wrapped tightly in a plain black bag shoved inside a plain white handled bag. i felt like a wino with my bottle in a crumpled paper sack.
Even with the shame wrapping, i will be making another trip to this fun adult store.