Shopping for New Breasts Part II

I finally got up enough courage to shop for Playboy as my plastic surgeon had recommended.  I discovered that the local bookstore carried them and went with my daughter after school to purchase one.  My daughter knows that her mom doesn’t read porn, but she understood that I needed some idea of what I wanted my surgeon to try to emulate during my reconstruction surgery.  Both of us were embarrassed, but even at 10 she’s great moral support for me. 

When we got to the store, I went to the magazine section and looked under “Men’s Interests,” but couldn’t find it.   In my lowest voice, I very discreetly asked a clerk for Playboy.  Unfortunately, this store must not train their clerks in the use of discretion, because the clerk immediately went to another clerk and said loudly, “This lady is looking for Playboy. Where are they?” Then, as if that wasn’t bad enough, the second clerk proceeded to loudly ask a third clerk.  Who knows, maybe they thought it was funny, but my daughter and I were mortified. I was directed back to the “Men’s Interest” section.  But again I had no luck finding it and had to approach the clerk again.  This time I cornered him and told him that there were no Playboys in the section to which I had been directed.  He responded that they must be sold out.  Sold out!!!!!    No, I was not going to accept that after all of this embarrassment.  I explained my situation to him and asked him to help me find similar magazines.  After some searching, he found a magazine that I knew would definitely be more graphic, but it was my only option.  I purchased it without even opening it.

Here’s’ what I learned from purchasing this magazine:  Porn magazines are very expensive. This one was close to $8.  And, they’re not hidden under jackets. If your children read magazines at the bookstore, be careful.  An explicit magazine could be looked at by any kid.  That should not be allowed and neither should clerks yell out the names of these magazines when a customer asks for help locating them.  I plan to write the bookstore’s management a letter about these issues.   

Fortunately, even though this was an ordeal, I did manage to find a couple of not-so-explicit photos that I’ll show Dr. Marshall to give her an idea of what I want my breasts to look like.  My appointment with her is tomorrow.  Wish me luck and keep me in your prayers.  My surgery is next week.

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