“Drop it on the floor,” he whispers.I hurl it to one side and it shatters against the wall. Mr White gasps. I ignore him. He hands me the FitBit; ... take it out of its box and put it on my right wrist. Mr White looks at his phone, swipes a few controls and then nods.“I have you now,” he says.Did he just quote Darth Vader back at me? I glance at him, but his gaze is on the phone. I drop the FitBit box on the floor.“I’ll need lube for this,” I say, indicating the dildo.Mr White’s eyes widen. His. Down it comes in a swift and deadly arc; down it sweeps, crashing fiercely in response to the wind, its age, and gravity, down it crashes on the innocent cyclist below.The limb, by all normal standards would be considered small, manageable, but for a tiny child of scarcely twenty pounds, it is a behemoth, a leviathan. The pulpy colossus swings down and lands with a powerful crump on innocent legs, vulnerable thighs, unprotected knees. The cherub lets out a terrifying scream; first in surprise. I indicated I was housesitting for my family while they took a long weekend road trip. The house is complete with an 8 person hot tub in the back yard. I invited them to come and visit, if they did not get a better offer. I pulled a business card, and wrote the address of my family's house on the card.We had more ale, and their food was served. Of course, we all shared each others orders - soon feeding each other with our fingers. It was a lively, lovely visit. Body language was consistent with. He totally buys into all the magictoo. He has met the literal embodiment of Anna and Elsa, Cinderella andcompany. They love him too - cute little blonde kid starring uprapturously - who wouldn't!The second day of our trip was a little cooler in the Florida way ofmeasuring these things, so we were in jeans and t-shirts. My wife hadbooked out fast-passes months before. First up was Enchanted Tales withBelle. Boy is that the cutest thing ever! We all got taken into a roomand with a group of about.