The construction site was gone. In its place was a pleasant looking storefront. An open sign hung in the door. The windows were tinted so that you couldn't see inside, but they were emblazoned with giant letters that declared the name of the store 'For Her Self.'
"What is this place?" Emily asked, confused?
"I don't know," replied Rick, opening the door to peek inside. Emily watched as Rick looked in then quickly let go of the door. Rick's face turned bright red, accentuating his feminine face.
"Well, what is it?"
"A sex toy shop."
"A sex toy shop?"
"Yeah."
"Is dad in there?"
"I don't know. All I saw were women. He might be one of them though."
"We should go in and find him," Emily stated.
"Ok" replied Rick, "but fair warning - it seems to be the kind of place where you... uh... where you..."
"Where you what?" demanded Emily.
"Where you try before you buy, if you get my meaning." Rick was feeling flustered. He'd just peaked in on fifteen women in various stages of undress lounging around playing with dildos and vibrators. His female body was aroused, flooding him with strange sensations as he felt his crotch become warm and loose, but also felt his clit stiffening. His nipples were aching. He could feel his underwear getting damp.
Emily sighed. "I need to fix this," she said, and she shoved past Rick into the store. Rick followed. Once inside he scanned the room and noticed the camera towards the back of the shop, sitting beside a curvy african american woman who had her pants down and was pleasuring herself with a small vibrator. Was that Emily's father? Rick decided to act, but...