SEX

We decided to open a sex shop by the side of a major A-road in Buckinghamshire.

Well, it’s more of a bakery really; we just decided to advertise from the outside that it’s a sex shop to draw the punters in.

When naming it, rather than using any clever puns or being coy about it, we decided to be brazen. 

So we simply called it SEX – so says our massive sign on the roof.

We do sell a number of sex-themed bakes — macaroons shaped like butt cheeks, doughnut tits, that sort of thing – alongside your more regular Victoria sandwiches and the eclairs.

We don’t get too many families in, but it’s lovely when they do stop by. Little boys always giggle when they see the Yum Yums, every time. As do the mothers, more often than not.

If ever you’re passing and you decide to stop off at SEX, just give the bell a ring if the closed sign is up.

We might be baking out the back, or could be busy with clients in the dungeon.

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