When I asked for the 5.56MM rifles and all the 12 gauge shotguns and ammunition he was laughing so hard I thought he was going to pass out. RJ did not...understand why he was laughing. John made such a scene the manager came over to see what was going on. RJ asked if he wanted to make a sale since the other man was laughing at our request.Steve was the manager and he knew me but was not a close friend like John was. He just smiled and said he needed to run a charge on my credit to see just how. John and I had talked a little about the possibilities of something happening between Russell and I, but neither of us had voiced a positive yes out loud! Now however as we sat out on the beach house deck sipping our drinks, I could almost FEEL my husband pushing me in that direction! I was still fairly new at this whole slut wife thing however, and even though we'd already had threesomes with two other men so far, I was still nervous when it came to ME making any first moves. As we sat three. Just outside the door was a brass sign on the wall that read, ‘Lab Six.’ It was now a work office with two desks, two drafting tables and two tables that were for whatever use we might need. One desk was obviously being used by someone. The table near that desk had stacks of papers on it, a bonsai tree about a foot tall and a nice looking lunch bag. Some drawings were taped to the drafting table and a piece of newspaper taped over the drawings. As I moved into the other desk a man came into the. " She reached for the current issue. "Not that one," he said. "This one." He pulled out Playboy's Book of Lingerie, which was burdened with neither articles nor advertising. Its models were less famous, but Phil wasn't interested in celebrity.She flipped through it. "Hot girls," she noted. "But no action. What about something hardcore? You read hardcore, don't you?" Um..." There was a large variety from Paul Raymond's notorious catalog. Finally, he reached for Club International. "Perfect. Now.