The Toy Store Annette Shelley
Erotic Romance: Contemporary ISBN: 978-1-60435-736-6 Cover Artist: Annette Shelley Editor: Pam Line Editor: Red Rose™ Publishing Word Count: 8,960 Release Date: July 1, 2010
A good Catholic girl, Lisa is persuaded by her worried parents to attend a self-defense course at a local high school gymnasium. What they never imagined was the kind of instruction their daughter was about to receive as the instructor offers to teach her the finer things about how to achieve orgasm.
After Dave gives Lisa a proposition over dinner she can't refuse, a trip to a toy store and one evening of unbridled passion provide her with lessons she'll take with her for a lifetime as she discovers this teacher is adept at teaching other things besides self defense.
Excerpt With eyes as wide as saucers, Lisa perused the inventory from wall to wall, trying her best to take it all in, not knowing what to make of all of the strange plastic, fur and feather trimmed items. There were other people in the place so she didn’t want to stare, didn’t want anyone to know she was more than likely the lone virgin among them, at least when it came to toys. Despite that painful fact, Lisa wanted to know what all of this stuff was, how it was used, and to do that, she would need to get a good look. Rubbers—she knew what those were—of all shapes sizes and colors adorned the wall next to the cash register. So far so good…. She walked along the wall noticing how things got stranger the further back she went. Dildos were up next – again, in all shapes and sizes, the selection closest to the front door being more….traditional… and as she walked further she immediately noticed they were getting increasingly bigger and more complex with every square inch. Knobs, buttons and various forms of electronic accoutrements made her realize technology was not exclusive to the computer industry. What would somebody do with that and how could it possibly fit in…..oh, the thought was almost too shocking to consider. Fortunately, Dave was at the far end of the store and Lisa didn’t want to know what he was looking at as she continued to try not to stare at him or anyone else, hoping they would return the favor. But they were watching her, she just knew it. Lisa could feel their vigilant eyes glued to her back, burning holes in her, probably thinking strange and kinky thoughts and wondering what kind of strange and kinky thoughts she was thinking. “May I help you?” asked a strange looking man in a polyester shirt that looked like a throwback from Saturday Night Fever. “Agh,” Lisa yelped and nearly bumped her head on the display she was trying not to stare at. “No, thank you.” As she watched him walk away she couldn’t help but wonder what kind of person worked in a place like this. Surely any staff member would be completely possessed by wild and kinky imaginations. And what about her date? Lisa was sure Dave wanted to know about her kinkier thoughts. Was she thinking strange and kinky thoughts?
With eyes as wide as saucers, Lisa perused the inventory from wall to wall, trying her best to take it all in, not knowing what to make of all of the strange plastic, fur and feather trimmed items.
There were other people in the place so she didn’t want to stare, didn’t want anyone to know she was more than likely the lone virgin among them, at least when it came to toys.
Despite that painful fact, Lisa wanted to know what all of this stuff was, how it was used, and to do that, she would need to get a good look.
Rubbers—she knew what those were—of all shapes sizes and colors adorned the wall next to the cash register. So far so good….
She walked along the wall noticing how things got stranger the further back she went. Dildos were up next – again, in all shapes and sizes, the selection closest to the front door being more….traditional… and as she walked further she immediately noticed they were getting increasingly bigger and more complex with every square inch. Knobs, buttons and various forms of electronic accoutrements made her realize technology was not exclusive to the computer industry.
What would somebody do with that and how could it possibly fit in…..oh, the thought was almost too shocking to consider.
Fortunately, Dave was at the far end of the store and Lisa didn’t want to know what he was looking at as she continued to try not to stare at him or anyone else, hoping they would return the favor.
But they were watching her, she just knew it. Lisa could feel their vigilant eyes glued to her back, burning holes in her, probably thinking strange and kinky thoughts and wondering what kind of strange and kinky thoughts she was thinking.
“May I help you?” asked a strange looking man in a polyester shirt that looked like a throwback from Saturday Night Fever.
“Agh,” Lisa yelped and nearly bumped her head on the display she was trying not to stare at. “No, thank you.”
As she watched him walk away she couldn’t help but wonder what kind of person worked in a place like this. Surely any staff member would be completely possessed by wild and kinky imaginations.
And what about her date? Lisa was sure Dave wanted to know about her kinkier thoughts. Was she thinking strange and kinky thoughts?
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