could hold it steadily. “But bigger than most I would say. A good deal thicker than the average penis, I’m sure you’d agree.” Tara finally looked up into his face – what had he said – realistic – thicker than most? Well that was certainly true because she’d never met a man with a cock as fabulous and promising as this one. But w hat was she doing – she was stood here virtually jerking the thing off in front of him . “It’s a present,” she lied. “For a friend of mine.” “Well she can’t fail to be pleased then, can she,” he parried not sure whether to believe her or not. He’d watched her closely – he liked her style. The way she’d handled and stroked the mock phallus had aroused him. She had an expertise he’d like to sample – to nurture – and an innocence he’d like to exploit. “Your friend is very fortunate to have you think about her in this way,” he smiled. “Is she a very special friend – perhaps a lover,” he asked with a slight frown knowing that would be a great disappointment. “Oh good heavens no!” Tara exclaimed. This was going from bad to worse – now he thought she was gay. “She’s just hinted that she’d like to experiment a little, that’s all,” she flustered. “And do you like to experiment too?” He asked with a smirk across his handsome face and positive now that the vibrator was for her. “Why not turn it on – feel it throb against your hand,” he instructed. “Then you’ll get a better idea of the effect it has when inserted deep into the vagina.” Had he really just said that ! He was still smiling and still watching her. Tara felt compelled to do as he’d said and pressed the button on the base feeling it buzz to life. It pulsed beautiful and its tip did a wonderful little circling movement – it would feel quite wonderful inside her she was sure. “Perhaps you’d like to try it out for real,” he whispered coming in closer. “It is allowed – we have a special room.” He paused and his deep brown eyes flicked towards a door on the other side of the shop. “A room with a chair and quite private. If that’s what you’d like,” he added. Try it out – she blushed again. No way could she do that here – what did he think she was? But was he right? People always recommended that you try before you buy. But perhaps not with items from a shop like this, she reminded herself. But could she – could she really go with this gorgeous man into a private room and use the thing? Once she’d finished and returned to the shop he’d know exactly what she’d done with it – where she’d used it. She was having enough trouble looking him in the face now so there was no chance she could simply walk back to the till hand it to him, after where it had been, and pay for the thing. But on the other hand she wasn’t planning on coming in here again. And there was the fact that this man had worked some sort of magic on her body and she was desperate – very wet and really craving for sexual release. “I can tell you’re tempted,” he whispered again. “Perhaps you’d like some help?” Tara gulped – what on earth did he mean by that? Surely not that he’d insert it for her she thought her eyes flying to his temptingly sexy ones? “There is no need for embarrassment,” he said taking her arm and guiding her towards that door. “I am the soul of discretion and I can instruct you on the best way to use it.” So yes – that’s exactly what he has in mind Tara realised. There was a strange electricity flashing around her lower belly as she allowed him to lead her across the shop floor then waited with growing impatience while he undid the door with a key he took from his jacket pocket. Her entire body was tingling now with raging excitement – a raw hot excitement she’d not felt before. She felt helpless – caught in some sort of sexual trap - yet paradoxically she was so eager to do this – to feel his hands on