I am sharing from my rough draft of my book “A Shoebox House” . Previously, I posted the Introduction, Embracing Life (Part I and II), and part of a middle chapter – Erotique (Part I).
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Erotique (Part 2 of 2):
“That’s when Lambert, the owner, paraded in our direction, as if he were on a catwalk, and we tried not to stare. His voice was soft and graceful, breaching on femininity, and it confirmed our assumption that we were perfectly safe in this house of ill repute; we definitely would not hear any pick-up lines from him. Lambert politely asked what I was looking for and I pointed at a purple, slightly arched, rabbit attached, vibrator that was hanging on the wall in a box. I told him I didn’t want a “stiff” one.
He handed us the vibrators on display, showed us how to turn them on, and pranced off to go get more batteries. I felt the shaft of a blue one and it was soft, yet firm, and another one was stiff as a rod. There was an abundance of variety displayed; one was thick, wobbly and a nude tone, and next to it was an elephant dick. Thank goodness I didn’t see any “fists” like I saw at the “Adult Superstore” in Las Vegas a few years ago. I looked over at Olivia and said “touch this”. At first, she looked mortified, but her expression softened and she seemed quite pleased with herself as she extended one finger to touch it. I was proud of her and by the end of our visit she was checking them out like a baseball bat.
Sadly, Lambert didn’t show us how to turn off the humming units, and we weren’t sure if we should set them down so they vibrated and twisted in our hands until he returned. He explained to us, in detail, the purpose of a “rabbit”; which was a feature of the purple model that I was interested in for my future companion. The “rabbit” is the smaller finger-like extension at the base of the vibrator and was designed for a woman’s pleasure. We touched about 15 different vibrators and used our enhance skills of power shopping, sexual finesse, and the process of elimination. There were pink and yellow vibrators, horse-size black and nude dildos, ben-wa-balls, and pink bullets, no larger than my finger. Lambert told us he gave away 200 of the pink bullets at the MSU Career Fair, giving young ladies an option for orgasms and sexual health. As a single woman, I supported the emphasis about not jumping into sex too hastily and getting unnecessary exposure to STD’s. I was impressed with Lambert.
As we went to check out, we notice a man had entered the store. Lambert made a point to stand between us and the other customer, explaining the he did not want any issues with us being “hit on” because it tended to happen with female patrons. I laughed off the subject of creepers and proceeded to relay my experience with the vaginal moisturizers and gels, and my doctor’s prescription. Lambert gave me some highly recommended lubrication and condom samples, and elaborated on how vibrators would help induce a natural biological climate for pleasurable sex. Lambert was a doll to talk with and I made a note to come back and visit the love hutch again sometime. I adored his knit sweater, blue looked good on him.”
(Photo credit: Harris County Public Library)