Recently I was out looking for a new riding crop.

Visiting several local adult shops yielded nothing but cheap novelty toys that wouldn't last a second in a real scene. Becoming frustrated and running out of time, it dawned upon me to visit the local farm and home store.

It was like BDSM Disneyland, only with great prices!

An hour (or more, I lost track of time) later I dumped my purchases on the counter.
I had added a buggy whip, several types of leather straps, some spurs rope, dog collar and leash, and two sets of hobbles to the original intended riding crop.

I felt certain that everyone there knew exactly what I was up to. None the less, I was determined to act as if I was making an everyday normal purchase.

The salesclerk was a young "semi attractive" African American woman. Who promptly commented "Have someone who won't stand still huh?"

Not realizing the innocence of her comment, I stared her dead in the eye, grinned, and replied "Yes precisely that, some One who won't stand still."

It took a moment to register, but it was clear when it did, for her eyes went wide and she stuttered trying to verbalize something. Standing there staring at her, I saw her face turn dark plum in color, as she quickly bagged my items, not daring to look me in the eyes anymore.

I had never seen, or noticed, a African American woman blushing before and after a moment of my own embarrassment, I literally laughed my way out to my car and continued for the next few hours!