Cheng, but I was delighted by the delicious smells she was presumably busy adding to. I headed toward Mr. Cheng."Hello sir. Thank you for inviting so ...any of us."Lily had followed me. Her father looked to her, and she provided a quick translation into Chinese.Mr. Cheng looked back at me and gave me a very heavily accented, "You welcome. Our honor. Please," Mr. Cheng indicated the elderly man who had risen to stand beside Mr. Cheng.Lily provided, "This is my father's father. My grandfather. He. After clipping on the two small dangling gold hoops to her lobes she gaveher hair a final straighten and fuss.She was ready.She pulled her black leather shoulder bag from the sports bag and droppedin her purse, phone and house keys etc.This was it! Time to go and get on with it!Without chance for second thoughts Michelle was locking the car door andstepping across the car park towards the stairs to the mall!Perhaps luckily there was not a soul around as she self consciouslywalked tense and. I couldn't help notice Lachlan stealing glances at Eilean when he thought no one was watching and I smiled at the thought that perhaps my friend had a secret liking for her. That would bear watching and perhaps encouraging.My idea for finding coal and using it to make coke and for other things was something that I turned my attention to next. I knew that there were a good number of open cast coal sites in Scotland so it should be feasible to get a supply without having to mine underground for. As many of his customers for this item were women as were men.His second most popular item was a toilet-slave machine in which a slave lay on her back several inches above the floor with a small flattish pail under her butt, and with her head enclosed in what looked like a toilet with her face flush with a real toilet seat. The Dominant would then stand and pee into the toilet, and onto the slave's face. Or he would sit on the seat, and on the slave's face, to defecate directly into her.