While I was out running some errands, I stopped by the adult store to replace Old Faithful.
Everything ran smoothly, I found what I needed, paid, and waltzed out with bag in hand, yeah?
Well, there are a couple of guys on bikes pedaling along as I approach my car, and they stop
And they say hello
….They’re Mormons.
White shirt, name tag, the whole stereotypical shebang
Witnessing me waltzing out of a sexy shop with bag in hand.
Of course.
And, of course, they wanna do their thing
And ofc I’m nice and I listen and answer their questions (and I like chuck the bag in the car before the guy talking to me starts The Thing)
I felt like he was feeling some inner turmoil when I told him I teach Sunday school omf
Anyway he gave me his card and they left and I was dying on the inside juuuust a little!
But!!
I tested my shiny new plaything and I daresay it’ll do juuuuuust fine…<3








