One of my biggest fears was walking into an 'adult accessory store" [read: sex shop] and running into someone I know. In all fairness, this person should be equally embarrassed for whatever reason they are in that store [right?].
As it turns out, a university where I art model offers an art/psych class on human sexual behaviorism that includes a field trip to a local sex shop.
Nothing like running into a group of people who have seen you naked as you purchase necessary single-girl accessories. . .
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