Emmrich reached up and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Granted, there weren't exactly handouts on how one behaved in a sex shop, but he'd expected perhaps a little bit more dignity. Then again, Hugh did seem the sort to jump into anything with both feet and possibly any other feet he could find to drag in with him.

Thank everything no one else from the Necropolis was here. Emmrich could not have borne that.

"Yes, dearest," he said in a hushed voicce. Emmrich shot the woman an apologetic look. She shrugged and went back to her book.

"Those were not the primary reason I brought you here, but if something catches your eye, we can take a closer look." They had two homegrown cocks of their own, and he had a feeling Hugh had seen the two store-bought ones he already had in his drawer.

"I was more interested in seeing if anything caught your eye among the other implements. Or the clothing."