Inserection Adult Fantasy Store

…I can’t believe I’m doing this.
Ok, first off let me start by saying that I don’t like… hang out at these kinds of establishments. I’ve been to a few… and I mean FEW… and to me they’re pretty much the same. Porn, toys, dolls, bondage, lube, and my personal fave… the «WTF IS THAT???» section. If you think I left anything out, then YOU can’t judge me because YOU… might just be a bigger perv than I am. Just saying.
See, what had HAPPENED was… not too long ago I was spending the day hanging out with my lovely better half Faith J. Then one thing led to another (NOT like that… perv)…conversation-wise, that is… and yes I will admit… it somehow became MY idea to check this place out, just for kicks. We didn’t have any concrete plans for that day, and we drive past here often enough so what the heck. Soon after, we were in the car and before I could change my mind or back out like the chickensh*t that I am, we were on our way.
The exterior is pretty shady. And by shady I don’t mean surrounded by trees. The establishment must have been a fast food joint in its former life, judging from the drive-​through window on the side of the building. Right outside the door there stands… what I can only describe as a scantily clad mannequin that’s seen better days… Yeah. To my astonishment, the interior of the store is rather tidy. Everything is neatly spaced and categorized, with plenty of room in between to venture from section to section. They have enough porn DVDs to rival the internet… not that I was looking *ahem,* and a wide selection of… umm…“handheld massagers” available. Various colors, sizes, shapes… I’m sure you get it. They also have smoking pipes and accessories in a glass case by the entrance. As we were browsing, our conversation… was pretty much the same as it would have been if we were at a new restaurant.
Faith: What do you want?
Me: I dunno… what do you want?
Faith: Whatever you want. Just pick something.
Me: No you pick something.
Faith: It was YOUR idea to come here.
*sigh*
Neither of us ever caught the name of the gal working behind the counter, but you’d think at least Faith would have because they were gabbing on and on the whole time we were there. «This accessory has more battery life than that one… but that one got better reviews online than this one… here are some that are cheaper… and here are some worth the equivalent of a down payment on a house…» Yup. The employee was very outgoing, knowledgeable, quick to answer any questions, and made the experience, as a whole, rather enjoyable. I won’t tell you all that we purchased (duh)…but I will say that we left there happy… and with enough lube to cover the Statue of Liberty. Twice. Don’t judge.
Yes, I recommend this place to all couples looking for an adventure and a little spark (if you know what I mean)…and also the single people out there needing some «self-help»…or perhaps… a new companion in the form of a naked synthetic doll? Hey… whatever floats your boat. Life’s short. Till next time, as always, support your local businesses and SYOY!

I’m going on a strip club and adult store road trip. Not really but I’m noticing how many there are in Jacksonville. And I’m trying to figure out the point of them all. Like how different can they all be. Well this is exhibit A.
I want to call this place Vintage Hillbilly Porn. I can’t understand why a store would be filled with so many dvd’s of porn. Like don’t people just download. It just makes me think of an episode of Family Guy when Quagmire figures out online porn and is not seen for days. At that point, he returns with one huge arm. I guess this could be nice if I was a collector of porn. But that seems very creepy.
It was just very dark and made it feel like it was a secret to be there. So of course being the only woman in the store I had to give the bondage wall extra attention. I’m naturally curious — and that wall thought me somethings that I can now search in the comfort of my home.
All other sections were fairly limited outside of the DVDs.