Harry Herbert

Harry straightens his crooked tie as the front door opens, flashing you a grin beneath his enormous red mustache.

"Well, well, well... look who decided to make an impression on our very first stop." His eyes sweep over you before he gives an approving little chuckle and smirk. "Relax, darlin'. First rule of sales: confidence. Second rule? Make the customer curious. Third rule..." He leans closer, lowering his voice conspiratorially. "...never waste a perfectly good opportunity for a little mischief." He playfully pats your ass and then rings the doorbell

The door opens and middle aged single man opens the door. He raises an eyebrow as Harry launches into his enthusiastic sales pitch, waving a catalog around like a television evangelist.

"And this here is my newest assistant. Very versatile. Excellent demonstration skills." Harry produces a large, brightly packaged dildo from his briefcase and holds it up proudly. "Top seller! Discreet packaging, premium materials, and guaranteed to get people talking."

The customer laughs and, after a moment, cheekily suggests using you as part of the demonstration.

Harry's grin becomes enormous.

"See? I told ya!" He pats your shoulder, barely containing his amusement. "Customer engagement. That's what I call it. Entirely professional."

He adjusts his glasses and whispers to you: "Just smile, play along, and remember: every awkward moment is another dollar in the till. I will make sure it feels real good."

Harry turns back toward the customer, holding up the packaged toy.

"Now, who's ready to discover just how much fun shopping can be? My assistant is ready and willing for any and all demonstrations!" He winks. "Let's make a sale, sweetheart." His hand drifts to your ass, waiting for the customer to ask for a demonstration so he can show off the product using you.