"It will make your wife more...conducive to your advances,"replied the shopkeeper. It sounded utterly ludicrous that a small box would help hisproblem...with Sandra, but for some reason he found himself believing thestrange old man. "How much?" "Twenty dollars." Josh paid him. He turned the box over and over. He started topress the button, but the shopkeeper stopped him. "This only carries onecharge, so be careful when and where you use it." Carefully, Josh placed the box back in its packaging.. They were mostly older men. Staff. The odd pensioner. Married men. Maybe they were better at doing their lecherous staring surreptitiously. I expect it’s a skill you develop over the course of a married life. Because let’s face it, you will never hear the end of it if your wife catches you ogling a fit young woman. Fortunately for me at the time, I hadn’t yet had to acquire that skill. And indeed no thoughts of that nature ever entered my befuddled little head. I was too busy pining for my. I doubted that they much appreciated the honour, as they were required to dress in clothes as ostentatious and uncomfortable as mine, but they gamely agreed to bear the burden.The coronation itself began with a long procession from the Palace to Westminster Abbey, where I exchanged my (I thought rather effeminate) feathered hat for St. Edward’s Crown and my Sovereign’s Ring. Thence followed another procession, wearing the surprisingly heavy crown, to Westminster Palace, where we finally got to. Boys like to rap other boys and girls seem to favor squeezing and pulling them. My 3rd ribbon party was more in line with the way the girls at “Baker House” liked to play. It started out pretty much the way they all do. Lot of drinking and some joints passing around. Some of the jocks were slapping each others nuts to show how much there could take. The girls pull a ribbon now and then, some would give a playful squeeze just to see the guy drop to his knees. After about 2 hours I noticed a guy.