Ashleigh wasn't a moron. She was actually quite intelligent. Some people might view self-help books as stupid but they were actually quite... helpful. After all, if it hadn't been for a self-help book that she'd purchased right here in this store a few months ago, she wouldn't be so very good at... well, to put it bluntly, she wouldn't be so very good at giving head.
While looking through the book, she'd managed to get quite lost in it's pages and she didn't immediately notice the man standing behind her. The pictures weren't horribly vulgar but the text was quite descriptive and she had to fight the blush that was licking at her cheeks as she read.
His voice definitely caught her attention, though, and she jumped a little as she quickly snapped the book closed and turned to look at him. Of course, what he was saying really caught her off guard and, for a few seconds, she could only stand there and blink at him.
"Oh... um... no thank you?" she finally stammered. How were you supposed to answer that? She'd never had anyone suggest such a thing before in her life.