Donald leads Emma to the table as he begins looking.Emma looks up behind the display table and sees all colors and hues of soft leather hanging, along... with what looked like it could be thin padding. An older man is working on a paddle at a nearby worktable. Donald turns Emma’s attention back to the table of paddles and looking closer Emma gasps a little as she realizes most handles were shapes as phalli, with different sort of ridging, width and length.Others have assorted designs with the. "You tell me that you're shy and that you don't want to act sexy, and then, when I know your mind, you do something one hundred times worse than the thing that I dreamed up. For instance, how could you have danced as Salome in that stupid Opera? How could you, Luc? Sometimes, I think you do it to spite me. I don't understand your thinking at all."And Lucy would skip across to Howard's side and snuggle against his shoulder, and then her fingers would snake into his shirt and she'd play with his. There was beer on ice,whiskey and chasers. Now the fun began. One of the men started kissing Josie, she kissed back. His hands went to her tits, and began to put his hand down her button down shirt.The other two were sitting next to Doris, kissing her from both sides, and playing with her tits. Josie stood up and started taking her shirt and bra off, Now her tits are bare. Her man was now sucking her, and trying to feel her pussy.The other two were undressing Doris, as she lay back across. Louise seemed reluctant to leave, so I continued to sit in the car. She actually seemed lonely. I guessed that was her reason for joining the ACDC. With that in mind I said, “You know that mail inspector was a brilliant scam. Did you work for the post office before you retired?”“Thirty two years. I found over time that people bent over backwards to help postal employees. The mail must go through you know. So when I left, I kept my Id card. It might not get me into the post office, but people.