This one over here is one that I’ve never used, no one wants a hat with a flat crown and it was a waste of my money to purchase it.”“Wait, I wan... to see that one, how would I know what a hat made from this mold would look?”“Here I’ll show you a drawing of the hat,” Mr. Richards said as he opened the wooden box containing the mold and held a small piece of paper with a flat top hat drawn on it.“I like that one and I’d like it to have a wide brim to shade the sun from my eyes.”“I think I know. I shopped for about 30 minutes, when I noticed a younger man following me. I didn’t think much of it at the time but when I saw him next to me in a beauty supply store, I became suspicious. He was about 6’2” tall, nice body and cute. I would say he was about 28. When I looked at him in the beauty shop, he smiled and said “hi”. I said “hi” back and continued looking at beauty items. I noticed he was staring at my legs. I felt a little uncomfortable but continued to shop. I purchased some items. Then he was back kneeling in front of me again, but this time he pulled me so I was lying on the coffee table with my ass over the edge and my legs over his shoulders.And he entered me like that! It was so sudden and he went in so deep, holding me in that position, I just let out a long low groan. He had then started to fuck me with long, slow strokes. He was pushing the base of my back against the edge of the coffee table with each firm inward thrust. I remember thinking in my muddled mind. .. Brigitte...” (she pronounces it BRID-JET).Brigitte corrects her, “Brig-Eet-Ah” (she over-pronounces it for Charley’s benefit).“I’m sorry ... I’ve never heard it pronounced that way...” Charley replies with a smile, not offended by the correction.Brigitte clarifies, “It’s German, on my father’s side ... But it’s okay...”“So ... Brig-geet-ah ... What brings you to our little den of depravity today... ?” Asks Charley with a smile, flicking her long hair over her shoulder.Bubbly Brigitte answers.