At age 63, it's safe to say that it's been quite a long time since I've been to an adult amusement park. What is an adult amusement park, you ask? I'd say it's a store where they specialize is adult trinkets, machines, oils and fashions that tease the sexual being of a person. You know, that inevitable sex drive that we all have. A porn shop! Although the porn doesn't interest me, some of the creations by twisted and warped minds does seem to "fascinate" me, thus the name of the store truly applies. On our way to my favorite Chinese restaurant yesterday, we found ourselves driving down 32nd St.. As I looked up I saw a sign that read "Fascinations" and had always wondered where that store was located, that has advertised on TV around the holidays. I looked at Dippy and asked if she wanted to stop and before she could really answer, I pulled into their driveway and parked. With her look of, what are you getting me into now, we entered the adult amusement park. I was dumbfounded!!! It was at least 2 or 3 stores wide inside and just packed with different things to amaze you, that you never even knew existed. Most of the things, I couldn't even imagine what they were for. For example in their wide selection of vibrators, they had one that was 18" long for couples! The look on my face was that of shock, as we entered the S & M section, just loaded with whips and leather things.
I neglected to mention that as we entered, a trio of employees greeted us with a warm, friendly welcome. The trio was made up of a Hispanic girl-person that was probably 18 that was definitely a little masculine, a Black girl about the same age that was all about business and a boy that after closer inspection may have been a girl at some point in his genetics. It is that 3rd employee that attached him/herself to us.
What I'm about to describe is a new situation for me. I found myself completely embarrassed and at a loss about the whole affair. My face was flushed and I couldn't make eye contact with our "guide". He/she was describing what everything was used for in graphic detail. At some point I asked if it were okay to just browse around and was pleased to be given our freedom to look and make snide remarks about the things we saw. I think that's when the Hispanic girl came over to help. They were clearly a tag-team. We were parked in front of the lubricant area and I made the mistake of asking what they meant when some item said it had menthol. She explained aloud, so everyone and their sister could hear, it's effective for both vaginal and anal penetration and leaves the clit in a happy and soothingly relaxed fashion. I think that's when I grabbed Dippy's hand and headed for the exit. As the door closed behind us we heard, "stop by again"!!! We went to lunch....
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