Richard, my ex boyfriend and I went away to Canberra for a weekend. Canberra is very boring and there isn't much to do there. So on Saturday night we decided to go and see a movie. We arrive there late after getting lost in the Canberra streets which were unknown to us. After being told that the movie had already begun, we gave up the idea of a movie and went walking in the area.
It turns out that there was not much else around and at the end of the street we came across this big red neon sign with XXX written on it in blaring red lights. It was a porno shop bazaar - a huge one. Richard always tried to get me to let go and be more exciting and fun and he tried to convince me that we should go in and look. This was not the first time he tried to get me into one of these stores.
This time however, we were in a strange city and I knew nobody, so didn't run the risk of being recognised, and it was late at night. I let him get his way this time and next thing we walk into the huge store. It was empty. All strange things were stored on the shelves, lots of nudie magazines, videos galore and vibrators of all sizes and colours. It was a bit of an eye opener to me. I had never actually been into an adult store before. I find it both interesting but also very strange. We walked around the aisles. I felt a bit uneasy looking at these totally open displays of sexuality, wondering who actually bought these things.
Just as I said to Richard that I was ready to go back to our hotel, he lifts up this box and goes to the till to ring it up. He wouldn't let me see what it was but I told him not to waste his money on some rubbish. The salesman, a rough looking guy takes Richard's credit card and then asks Richard if he had chosen the right size, as there were no refunds or exchanges. Richard looked at the box he was holding and said he had a size 106. The salesman told him that if it was for me, 106 was far too big. The writing on the box was in German and the salesman said I was probably smaller as the sizes were European. He said I should go try it on anyway as you can't tell always from the numbers. He said that the change room was in the side room behind the purple hanging curtain.
The little room had hanging curtains on two sides but no doors, but the place was empty and it was about 11pm, so seemed private enough. I open the box and I lifted out this outfit. It was made of latex and was bright red and felt rubbery. It had long legs and arms that I guessed would fit the whole body. You had to climb into it and then pull up the legs and put one arm in at a time. I took my jeans off and started to put a leg into this material. It was hot and you couldn't pull it, you needed to roll it. I got the legs on but had got to my bikini I was wearing from tanning earlier, and was worried the metal sides on the bikini would tear the latex. I unrolled the latex and quickly removed my black bikini and rolled the latex back on. I then removed my bra and so that the claps wouldn't tear the latex and slipped the arms on. I had it on but it was far too large as the salesman had said. It was too loose so I took it off. I didn't want anything from the store and tried to say no to Richard, who got all sulky, saying he was going to find me something and I must not be such a prude.
He goes back into the store and brings back a box with a size 100 on it. I gathered that compared to a 106 it would probably fit better. I hesitantly took the box and I opened the box. It was a mini dress, one piece off the shoulder made of a mix of thin satin in black and lacy bits in between. It looked quite sexy, but also quite small. I though to myself this is not something I would wear so would be such a waste of money. I hand him back the box, but he said he is going to buy it. I see that he is absolutely obsessed, so I figure I better try it on as it was still $60.
