I have to think about

Jack looked around at the shelves and shore enough he could see boobs, pussies, arses and cocks everywhere he looked.

The first thought that popped in to his mind was he had found her in a sex shop so saw her as a sex object. But he quickly rejected that idea.

"Because your a real live person and your boobs are more real that any of these pictures."

This seemed to satisfy her and she showed Jack where the back door was.

This time on the way out she picked up something and shoved it under his jacket. "If you don't like it you can come back and exchange it. "