I will plan hours ahead deciding which stores I’ll hit and which purse to take. Usually, I bring along an over the shoulder purse, which is big with...a lot of pockets, but nothing suspecting. Also, I have found the closer to the body I can keep the things I steal, the safer I feel. I also have a favorite jacket with holes in the pockets. When I pick up candles or jewelry, I can easily slide them into my pockets, but with the holes, my jacket lining becomes a closed off sack for my various items. My boss said i was thinking you could strip first then see where we go from there. I quietly mentioned that here are like a dozen guyz here and she said well you know tell one and you may as well tell everyone. The age variance was from 18 to 60 and with more coming in the door Huh! whoda saw that happening. I was starting to curse PurpleHaze. I was haneded a cup of whiskey and yes liek the song sayz it does make my clothz fall off far to quickly at timez. I mingled around for a bit relaxing. I stood up, and she held out her hand. Like any gentleman, I took it and helped her stand. A nervous smile appeared on her face as she pointed to my shorts. “You too!” she said.In no time I was down to my boxer briefs. Sue covered her breasts with her right arm while I deposited my clothes in a pile next to her sundress. The excruciating shyness was almost paralyzing. I followed Sue’s gaze toward my rock-hard erection and the tent it was creating, leaving nothing to the imagination.‘Well,. But he wasn’t ready to give up yet. Sean strained, his arms and legs flexing with effort as he struggled to all fours again as his four foot tall tormentor continued to blow bubbles and twirl her pigtails. “Make him kiss your feet, Becky!” Ivy called.“Make him kiss your muscles!” Kerry cheered.“Nah,” Becky said, casually holding Sean down with a single arm. “I have a better idea.”In a flash, Becky had moved around Sean’s body, trapping his legs between her tiny feet, his right arm locked under.