Natasha stood outside the s*x shop looking at all the toys, videos, clothing and wondered what half of the stuff was even used for. She wasn’t into the b**m stuff, nor some of the other fetish toys she saw hanging against the red velvet cloth. The door opened and a middle-aged man came out. When he saw her, he quickly pulled his cap down and turned in the other direction, moving away quickly while holding a plastic bag under his arm. Natasha smiled. Why were people so shy about s*x? There was nothing wrong with it, it was fun, hot and very relaxing. She opened the door to the shop and went inside.
Karl lifted his head from a copy of the Iliad by Homer and raised an eyebrow when he saw the young woman walk towards him. She was not his usual customer, who were either middle-aged men or
