"That's why I went to the seminar. I am now an exclusive franchise holder for the valley!" he informed them, opening up his toolbox."What's the franch...se, mend-all glue?" Mr. Douglas asked sarcastically, having successfully (he hoped) gotten the negligee on without being embarrassed any more than he had to be. "You're going to make your fortune finally fixing all of the things you've broken." No," Alf said, pulling out a sample. "I am the local representative of 'Gorgeous Gentleman. It was almost comical when I realized the two of us were simultaneously checking Stacy out as she climbed in. Wearing her hair fairly short, Stacy was more cute than attractive, but still certainly nice to look at, though I noticed she was totally shaved as opposed to the way Robin was even though she kept her pubic patch neatly trimmed."I can't believe you went back to wearing a rug again," she'd commented after getting in. Obviously, it had been a while since Stacy had seen Robin in the. This was my grandfather. They made true on the promise and erected a statue in his honor.From here I could see the collection of warehouses and next to it the administration building of the local Exchange. I wondered if Mr. Amundsen was still its manager. The Exchange was the largest employer on the planet. All the fish and everything else was sold there, processed, packed and shipped of planet twice a month. You could also buy harpoons there and entire boats.Next to it was Miligards Harpoon. She put her hands on my knees, leaned forward until her left thigh was pressed against my leg, then smiled as only a girl who really wants something can smile, she asked, “Please?” I leaned back to the edge of the tub, looked her straight in the eyes then negotiated, “What’s in it for me?”She flicked her eyes to her friend, who nodded with some unspoken accord, then back to mine, she leaned even closer, put her lips next to my ear, and offered, “What do you want?”My cock distended impossibly.