The first time I went in a sex shop I was 16. My friend had jokingly asked for a vibrator for her birthday and I decided I'd steel myself and go and get her one. I took my bf of the time with me. After a quick look around to make sure no one who knew me was near the shop we went in. There were a few guys in looking at dirty magazines, as they saw me come in they all looked rather shifty and turned their backs to me while they furtively carried on flicking pages. We stepped to the counter and waited. From the room off the shop the assistant entered - he was like a caricature of a pervert, a cheap grey suit, the trousers a little too short, his back a little hunched over, he was wearing glasses with lenses so thick his eyes were magnified behind them and he had a ginger comb over - yes honestly :tongue: He took one look at me and started rubbing his hands together a la Uriah Heep as he asked what we wanted. I made the mistake of squeaking 'we want a vibrator, it's for my friend'. He smirked as he began laying vibrators out on the counter mentioning their different qualities as he did so. I just wanted to get out of the shop so I pointed randomly to one that looked about right and said 'I'll have that one'. To my horror he picked it up and turned it on, then while I stood rooted to the spot he grabbed my hand and began running the tip of the vibrator along the back of my hand while drooling 'imagine that on your friends clitoris'. I pulled my hand away and confirmed I'd have that one and we left the shop as quickly as we could. I've toughened up a lot since then and my friends often ask me to go and get them vibrators because I'm the only woman they know who'll saunter up to the counter and ask 'which one has maximum' vibrations. I've also learned never to say 'it's for a friend'. So have you had any embarrassing or funny sex shop incidents. Are you able to walk in without going red and slap an arm long list down on the counter or do you sneak in and out as quickly as you can.