I’m visiting a gun store and when I walk in I see you at the counter with tattoos covering your entire body from what I can tell and a very muscular physique. I blush and walk to the counter “Hi, I’m here to buy a gun…” I say “Hm, what kind did you have in mind? Big, small?” You ask and I bite my lip “I know for sure you’re big…” I mumble to myself thinking you didn’t hear “O-oh uhm…a small gun.” I say quietly