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But the best BEST thing about it was that my girlfriend tried something on and so I got to sit on a couch in the changing rooms and then - praise be to sexy jesus - three real life strippers came in and started trying on outfits for work. That would have been good enough; but not only did they all come out and do little twirls in their skimpy little uniforms but one of them actually kept the curtain of her cubicle half open while she was getting naked. She totally fancied me. Cheap thrills are the greatest thrills. So I felt like a bit of a perv because I was being a bit of a perv but it was the most fun ever.
The moral of the story is: everyone should go to a sex shop.
No Hedfix, I understood that as well. I really didn't care. That was the day I ended up with a photo of me wearing a NASCAR jacket with a huge Viagra logo emblazened across the front.
Ahhhh maturity.
They were thrown out.
> They were thrown out.
You could have smutted that up. "They were tossed off...the premises". For shame Sheep_Bloke.
Nah nah nah actually I went in one and said howdy m matie! There was a pirate and he said "aye" actually that was the costume shop ;)
An ex used to work at La Senza and they sell some pretty sexy garmets too - but it isn't a "sex shop", much like Anne Summers isnt really.
I dont think I'd go in a sex shop alone - it conjoures up images of seedy middle-aged men in overcoats waiting until everyone is out of the newsagents before grabbing a "raunch wives" magazine and dashing to the counter. I dont want to follow in my father's shoes.
Perhaps if i was guaranteed to see nice female nudity i would be more inclined.
Mind you, they were buying presents for my ex at the time so I wasn't complaining afterwards. I'm sure they sprayed perfume in the box thing.