...when an old woman walks in, grandmotherly and kindly, wearing a shawl and pearls, carrying her purse in both hands before her. She seems confused at first, eyeing the shelves and display racks, before tottering her way to the front of the store. She stands at the counter then, trembling with palsy, and works her dentures as she speaks to the young man.
"Eeeexc-c-cuse me, ss-ssonny b-boy... can you p-p-lease tell m-me... does your st-st-store sell dildos?"
The young man, taken aback, nods and blinks in disbelief. "Y.. yes ma'am, we do--"
"About-- this l-long?" she says, holding her trembling hands before her about a foot apart.
"Yes, ma'am, we have novelties of that size--"
"With... the the, the studs and a-a-alternate spee-speed motors? R-r-red ones?"
Gaping in disbelief, the young man nods once again. "We do--"
The old woman suddenly grabs his wrists and closes the distance, staring into his eyes as she pointedly asks, "H-h-ow do you t-t-turn it o-o-offffff?"
"Eeeexc-c-cuse me, ss-ssonny b-boy... can you p-p-lease tell m-me... does your st-st-store sell dildos?"
The young man, taken aback, nods and blinks in disbelief. "Y.. yes ma'am, we do--"
"About-- this l-long?" she says, holding her trembling hands before her about a foot apart.
"Yes, ma'am, we have novelties of that size--"
"With... the the, the studs and a-a-alternate spee-speed motors? R-r-red ones?"
Gaping in disbelief, the young man nods once again. "We do--"
The old woman suddenly grabs his wrists and closes the distance, staring into his eyes as she pointedly asks, "H-h-ow do you t-t-turn it o-o-offffff?"
