He plugged it in on his test bench and used a small piece of plywood to activate the mechanism. He took a flashlight and shone it down into the bottom...of the toasting cell and watched carefully as he tried to activate the switch mechanism. He pulled the cord from the socket and turned back to the attractive woman at the counter."Yes, I'm pretty sure I can. This toaster is well worth fixing. You can't find another this good at any price." He was surveying the dark haired beauty has he reassured. I remember sitting on the first day drinking tea with my uncle and remarking that, but he laughed and said, 'Mariel darling, these men are bald because they have too much testosterone, big balls, and you washing their hair will work wonders for them'.I laughed as we always spoke like that, talking about cocks and balls, so I said, 'If you think that, why is the basin in the main shop, should it not be more private, like in the back'?'Would you like me to entertain them', I asked him, more. Then I began to call my network of stock analysts - I would need some serious cash to pull this off, more than I had available.After a couple of weeks, the broker called me to set up an appointment at what she thought we wanted. I met her and went through it with her. It looked pretty good to me and arranged to bring Mom over to see. A much larger brick two story, it sat on an acre-and-a-half of land, with a small fenced-in pool in the back. The three bedrooms were each larger than Mom’s. “Climb on top.”She turned and faced him. He slid his pelvis forward so Carol could straddle him. She dropped down onto his penis.“Who was on top?” Jake asked.“He was. He didn’t ask,” Carol said and began moving up and down on him. “As soon as I was naked, he squeezed a tit, pushed me onto my back, and started humping me.”“I’ve had too many guys like that,” Nina said.Jake energized her clitoral stimulation circuit. Carol drew her breath in hard and whimpered.“Oh, Jake. I like that. Do it just.