Let’s start with Ruth. My friend Charley, the biggest pussy hound I ever met (more on him later), called and said he had an older woman friend who n...eded photo head shots in order to join a ‘Big Beautiful Girl’ modeling agency. I told him I’d do it for free after hours to add to my portfolio. She came to me later that week and I was surprized to find her a beautiful specimen of an older woman – in good shape, very well built, with short blond hair and a pleasant personality. Ruth needed. The other shopping was more frequent and was not about buying. It was part research, part tease and all pleasure. She has small number of shops that she used for this, we won't name them to protect people who might otherwise be identified. Both were not in her home town but about a 40 minute drive away, fairly ordinary stores but both meeting particular and very specific requirements.• Both had male staff working in the women's section.• Both opened late on week nights.• Both were very quiet. The girl cop looked at me and yelled NOW! As I pulled down my boxers I could feel the eyes of the girls outside the door on me. It was not long until giggling turned to full on laughter. One of the girls looked up at the female cop and said OMG, look at his tiny little needle dick, it’s so cute. As soon as she finished her sentence the other girls erupted into laughter again. The female cop, with a smirk on her face said to them ok ok, I let you see him Britney now go home, and say hi to your. We tacked black fabric to the ceiling. When we were done, I had a black room in which even the glow of the monitor was absorbed and sound was muted by the soft surfaces.I had my ‘mantuary,’ as Eric pointed out. He warned me that no woman in her right mind would spend the night there. I asked if there was a way to ensure that no men would, either. He had the good grace to laugh. And leave.I was in my own little womb, and it was my gateway to cyberspace.Who are you really, Sergeant Mason?His.