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So it's been a while, and every time we're together now, we at least have sex once, and I start it. You guys are right, practice makes perfect and I like it more each time, so, guess who's not asexual. xd

I take things way too seriously...

So anyway, we have unexpected sex yesterday, and then right after we are sitting on the couch bored. I grab Will's knee and say "You know what we should do!?" and he looks at me kind of weird and I'm like "Got o that new sex store that just opened!"

Anyone who's met me in real life that knew me previously on the internet knows that when I'm bored and I've nothing to do, I want to go to a sex store. I've no idea why, it's just one of those things I've always wanted to do before I die or something. So this will be both our first times in a prawn shop.

So, we go to this place which opened about two weeks a go, called Tantra.

Backstory.
Rennfest last week I got a tail, been wearing it ever since. When people ask me about the tail, I say "I'm a furry"(usually).
End Backstory.

We go inside, get ID'ed, start looking at stuff. We're in there for an hour kind of just.. Looking at stuff. There was this woman who came in after us that was so freaking horny, she'd pick up something and grab her boyfriend and pant and go(in this specific instance, anyway) "OMG! It vibrates AND shakes, YOU HAVE TO GET ME THIS!" It was like she was gonna orgasm right on the floor.
Her boyfriend was kind of embarrassed and telling her to calm down since Will and I were right there, and I was trying to not stare and laugh while Qill just couldn't really help but giggle.

What was also learned, was that in my particular county, you can't have a sex toy that actually looks like genatalia. So instead of p***s-looking dildos, you have bannanas and sausages. And instead of blowup dolls and pocket pussies, you just don't sell blowup dolls, but you have Matty the Mad mooing cow(that was just genious XD)

so it ends up that everythins is just so damn expensive, or the bondage stuff is all bright red(and that is SO not my color, I prefer browns and blacks...) so we just get some a**l lube (a**l in all definitions of the word) and leave.

The cashier looks at the lube, looks at us, seems like she's judging, and then says, "I get the collar, but, what's with the tail..?"

"Um... Indi..vidualism..?" -grabs bag and leaves quickly-