He was a boring little tit really. For a mass murderer.He moulded the toys in a Gregson and Forde Invictus Mk 5 injection moulding machine which he b...ught at auction for ten pounds when Arkwrights in Hannibal street closed down. It was pretty worn out so his first plan to make statues of the Queen for Jubilee day was a non starter.One day he needed some bits for his model railway and found his local Toymaster had become a sex shop. He looked at the dildoes and butt plugs and thought, ‘I can. " Hi, Bebe. Kristen Anderson-Lopez, here. Hey, Bob and I have an idea.Can you come to our place tomorrow morning for a few hours?"John shook his head in shock. "Umm, Yes, I suppose so, but... umm... Ihave a doctor's appointment at one o'clock, so I'd need to leave intime to get there." Oh, hang on." Kristen covered her phone and John could hear muffledconversation until she returned to speaking to him. "Are you freetonight? Say, in an hour and a half or so? We'll only be a couple ofhours, but. “That’s always the reason, but really, I wanted to tell you something,” he sat up in bed. Tamara could tell from the serious tone that he adopted it was something big. “What? What did you want to tell me?” Tamara asked curious. “I had a talk with Tina. I told her I was sleeping with someone else,” Kent admitted. Tamara sat up and pulled the sheet over herself. This was not a conversation she wanted to have naked. “You told Tina?” “I didn’t tell her it was you,” Kent added, “I told her that it. They're only good for playing around and "no strings," arrangements," she said, winking at me.I blushed heavily, at her inference. Boy was I stupid."But Wanda, aren't you married?" I asked."Of course I am," she said. "But a little spice on the side keeps us both happy, if you know what I mean. I love Danny to death, and he loves me. But that man goes through secretaries, like teen-aged girls go through panties. None of them mean anything to him. And none of the guys I meet mean anything to me..