The elderly woman replied that she made bets.The president was surprised and asked, 'What kind of bets?'The elderly woman replied, 'Well, I bet you $2...5,000 that your testicles are square.'The president started to laugh and told the woman that it was impossible to win a bet like that.The woman never batted an eye. She just looked at the president and said, 'Would you like to take my bet?''Certainly', replied the president. 'I bet you $25,000 that my testicles are not square.''Done', the elderly. The aisle made a turn in the back and the glory hole booths were around the corner. N had never been to an arcade and didn’t know what a glory hole was. There were several men standing idly in the passageway. As we walked by the first group one of the guys squeezed N’s butt. She led out a little squeal and whispered “what she should do?” “If you like it, smile and touch him back.” I said. For the next group a hand from each side fondled N’s round fanny. One reached under her skirt. . . my lump was more than obvious, and you also secretly watched but I wanted more, at I go down I pretend to fall and grab you by the tit, you say nothing I apologize, and you say nothing happens nothing you were going to fall, it is as if I grab you because I fall ... and you grab the package the best serious grip here you say ... we look at each other I approach slowly we eat the mouth, your hand does not release my package that massages it through the pants, my hand has gotten under your. They shared breakfast in an amicable fashion, and after a friendly good morning to Mrs Coats, refused to meet that lady’s suspicious looks. When Daniel left the table, Izzy deliberately remained to finish her coffee in a more leisurely manner. ‘Alright Mrs Coats.’ She finally murmured ‘I can see that something is bothering you, so why don’t you just say it?’ Mrs Coats dropped into the chair that Daniel had just vacated. ‘I’m sorry miss, I don’t like to intrude, but I have to ask… was everything.