I just wanted to say something else on this: I lived for years in San Francisco, where porn is no big thing for the most part. There used to be (and may still be) a posh shop called “Good Vibrations” that sold all sorts of sex toys and pornographic materials. The employees there were very helpful and knowledgeable and acted no different from bookstore employees. They would ask you if you needed help finding anything and suggest different material based on what they liked or knew about it. I kind of got spoiled and assumed that’s normal for buying porn or sex toys.
THEN I moved to Kentucky and went to my first adult bookstore. The first thing I noticed was that all of the men in the store practically ducked down and cringed away when I walked in. I started asking for what I wanted in a loud voice and the store owner behind the counter made these motions like “don’t TALK so loud, lady!” I asked him what his opinions on a certain vibrator was and he looked at me like I was insane for asking. He just shoved one in a brown paper bag, asked for 5 bucks and practically shoved me out the door.
He also gave me a whole stack of out of date erotic magazines full of sex stories (no pics) for free for some reason. Probably because I was asking him to suggest his favorite erotica authors that he carried. That was some good reading..