Calling me. And why wouldn't they be? My t-shirts and underwear were white, dull and boring. I longed for more. Much more. And I would go to great len...gths to explore my feminine side by dressing in all kinds of women's clothes. Things like a full or half slip were so nice to pose in. I remember they all had a sexy lace band along the bottom. When I was younger a short slip fit me better. Oh how I love silk, satin and lace touching my skin! Soo sensual! My Mom was full figured and I was a young. Can you gear up to produce that many? That's forty thousand pieces a week, just for the cross cut steak alone." I could if I wanted to tie up all three smokers, and hire on two or three people to give me a hand with it. The problem with that is that I don't want to have to push myself that hard. Even with what you've got me doing now, I'm asking myself if the extra money is worth all the stress I'm already starting to feel. I'm sixty three years old, Ralph. This is the time in my life when I. We first met when he caught me dumpster diving behind his shop, looking for some more porn. I was surprised when he did not turn me in to the police, but rather made me an offer I couldn't refuse. The deal went like this. I would head over in the afternoon after school and meet him at the back door. We would head down to the basement and I would browse through the new stock for something I had not already seen. We would both get undressed and I would sit in a chair and jack off to the. " I emailed it to her, then deleted it from my email. Next came the titty-squeezing sequence. "Oh, Daddy, you look like a movie star! Ha ha!"The look on my face as I was watching my daughter lift her top, hoping she would expose her breasts, was one of dumbfounded amazement, and subdued joy. Bethie seemed to find it melodramatic, though she did not use that word. "You look like that old silent movie guy. So cute!" Valentino." Yeah, Randolph Valentino!"Rudolph." "You do! So handsome, Daddy. I.