It was in a small building on the very fringe of the shopping area of town, and had a sign saying "Discreet Men's Clothing", so it wasn't the sort of ...lace I'd normally go in. I much preferred the large, chain stores. Inside it looked even less like the normal places I shopped. Almost nothing like them, except that there were clothes on display, but they sure weren't displayed the same way as in the usual places. Rather than nice big piles or racks of each size and color, where you can easily. We're building from scratch right next to the old substation. Some of the equipment in there has nameplates from the 1950s. Still works. Just that stuff that was fast enough in 1955 isn't fast enough in 2015. You could blink the lights in 1955 and people would be like, 'Oh, well. ' You do that today, systems trip off line. Clocks start flashing. People lose data. Horrible.Mister Bill's NOT there. He and Mom are gallivanting at some far-ranging job over in Georgia, and the guy who's leading this. Nevertheless, I did take it in my hand and jack it a little bit just to test its rigidity. In my inexperience, I couldn't really make a final judgment, but Alonzo seemed rigid enough for our needs.I straddled his crotch while resting on my knees. I was counting on my vastly increased stamina to see me through on this project. I spread my pussy lips and tried to surround his cock by simply lowering myself onto his cock head. Dammit, that didn't work. "Alonzo, I need your help. Please hold your. Emily picked up the riding crop and said, "Bend over and touch your toes, Mister Crook."Adam knew that the thrashing was inevitable and that sex would follow, so he turned and bent to touch his toes. Emily had not taken much notice of his backside before, being far more interested in his large cock, but on studying it now, she thought it very firm and sexy looking. She ran her hand over his buttocks and then ran the tip of the riding crock up and down his arse crack and Adam twitched at the.