"That's where I bought my first strap-on....."

Did the title of this one catch your eye?? hahah... yeah.

So Wednesday night Ar and I went to Basil T's for dinner because I have 150 bucks in gift certificates there -- and am moving soon. So I figured I should use some of it.

Dinner was nice. The service was a bit slow (as in we waited like 45 minutes for our entres, but ya know.. it was free so I'm not gonna complain all that much).

Fast forward to the ride home. We're driving down 35 and here's the conversation:

Ar: Oh! Can we go to that sex shop?
Me: (acting like I have no idea what she's talking about) Huh? What shop??
Ar: You know, the shady one that you thought might have closed down
Me: (relieved - as I did in fact think it closed down) Oh, yeah sure. If it's still open we can go (thinking in my head... too bad its not open!!)

And there it is... big neon sign. ADULT SHOP! MUST BE 21 TO ENTER! All the windows boarded up and everything.

And this is no Condom-nation on South Street... this is like shady ass, sketchy sex shop.

So we walk in. I'm a little more freaked out than I thought I would be. As the only other sex shop Ive been to was in fact Condom-nation on South Street which is just a joke really and has more bachelorette party stuff... and doesnt have boarded up windows or anything like that.

So we walk in and a good 75% of the shop is movie rentals. Are there really that many tapes to rent? Holy shit!!! We totally ignored that part. And went off wandering in the 'toy' section. So whatever, we were talking and just looking around. I did a lot of laughing, picked up shit being all 'the hell???'

What wasn't funny was the sheisty old man who bought some nice porn. EW. I mean I know people watch it... but I don't want to see a middle aged, lonely man renting it. Cause yeah... just... ew.

So then he gets his stuff, Ar and I are still in the 'magic bunny' section and then the woman who was at the counter starts talking to us. The conversation goes something like this:

Large woman with tattoo of a woman in some sort of bonage position: Have you two ever been to P town?
Ar: Where?
Me: (thinking 'does Ar have somthing boston-y on? why is she asking us this?) Uhm.. no I've never been there
Bondage tat woman: Oh, you two are a couple right?
we nod
Bondage tat woman: Well you've got to go there... they have the best sex shops ever! I mean this one is ok for Jersey, but there they have dressing rooms and everything! I mean my ex-girlfriend and I were there... and that's where I bought my first strap on. They had so much to chose from... even double sided dildos!
Heres where I start walking away and try NOT to blush ... or laugh... or cry... im not sure which really
Bondage tat woman: And everyone is so nice there. We stayed at some all woman hotel, but it was so homey and great....
Ar picked up some massage oil at this point
Bondage tat woman: (without taking a breath) Are you looking for a good lube? Because what you have in your hand there is actually massage oil. Your best lubes are going to be top shelf... Then that shelf that youre looking at now and the one below it are all massage oils. The rest are lubes.
Ar: Uhm, yeah, I was just looking at the massage oils......

So yeah... that was me in the sketchy ass sex shop. It was pretty entertaining. And don't worry... no lube (or anything else for that matter) was purchased.

Though I am happy I went in that store before moving back North. Because ... well I secretly always wanted to go. Just to see what was inside the closed up, shady ass store.