.." The Gardener's Arms!" shrieked Leah and Azalea in unison, "That's a dump! Mrs J wouldn't be seen dead there! And the disabled loo, why there? It's... probably awful! Surely she wouldn't expect anything less than soft music and scented candles?" Because," riposted Paige, "There'll be enough room in there to swing a cat, or rather a big willy, and she would go there, nobody knows her in that part of town 'cause she lives out at Carr End. She'd love it, rough sex, pinioned against the wash basin. The store has been in businesssince the 1940's and still sells retro ladies fashions with strictfoundations, real nylons and classic fashions. The problem is, few realwomen actually shop there and over time the now older ladies arebeginning to fade away. To keep the store running the lady hasdedicated the upper floor of her boutique to taking-care of the older,richer gents who have a fetish for such things. And for $5 thousand-an-hour she's quite glad to see to their needs in the perfumed,. Then, they heard a soft knock on the door. ‘Liz, why don’t you go to the living room while I let Jason in?’ Kimberly went to the door and opened it. ‘Come in, Jason. You can leave your clothes here and join me in the living room.’ She locked the door and walked from the hallway to the living room, leaving Jason there. Kimberly and Elizabeth sat on the couch, waiting. In less than a minute, Jason came into the living room. He looked surprised to see someone else and he looked embarrassed at. I laughed back. “No,” I answered. “Just like we have fitting rooms for clothing we also have a private room for inspection of some products.”“I think we’ll pass on that,” she responded as her boyfriend still remained motionless.“Sorry if I sound to be intruding on your privacy here but I get the impression that you are both new to this?”They both returned shy smiles.“If you have any questions or want some private advice then all our staff are product trained including me.”She eyed me closely.