A Sex Therapist Visits The Todd Superstore
Today I took a little field trip. As a clinically trained sexologist, this little trip should have been no problem. Yet, I felt compelled to enlist the assistance of my supervisor, who graciously walked me through the process. As I nervously pulled into the parking lot, I noted that I was 10 minutes early. No way was I going into that store by myself. I called my supervisor to tell her I was in the parking lot. Fortunately, she had pulled in directly ahead of me and was waiting patiently for me to get out of the car.
I went to a store that sells sex toys. For clinical and educational purposes, you see. “Intimacy enhancers” such as vibrators, cock rings, videos, clothing, you name it and they’ve got it. Flavored stuff that heats up, things that spin, roll, vibrate and light up. Some things I couldn’t figure out at all. As a trained clinician, I felt a little silly asking for help. But ask I did and the salespeople willingly opened up the package and explained how things worked, allowing me to hold items to check texture, pressure, and what not.
The store is clean, well-stocked, well-lit and organized. Sort of like a Target for dildos. The salespeople were dressed in conservative clothing and were professional. However, the sheer choice of product was a bit overwhelming. Is it really necessary to have an entire wall of rabbit style vibrators? Is there really a big difference between the pink, the purple and the camouflage? Should I chose one with flashing LED lights? I mean, what is the purpose of the lights, anyway?
Then we took a walk down the fetish aisle. I consider myself pretty open-minded but I was surprised not only at the sheer variety of restraint devices, but the creativity. There was a bed that you could buy specifically for BDSM use. Wow. And lots of various contraptions, most of which had a dildo on one side or end. There was actually an entire section for nipple clips, complete with weights or feathers, however you like your nipple clips.
About a half an hour into our little trip, I began to feel a bit numb. I mean really, how many fake penises can you look at before they all start to look the same? An hour into it I could no longer make good decisions and realized it was time to wrap things up before I purchased the $89.95 rolling tongue. (Which, by the way, felt like a real tongue. Cool product).
If I felt somewhat uncomfortable and almost completely overwhelmed, how might someone without clinical training feel? Maybe more people would visit these stores if they had a guide for their first time.
My recommendation: this is a clean, well-stocked store that women would feel comfortable entering. However, due to its sheer volume of products, I do not recommend it for newbies.
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