Usually, at the hour I came, there were no other patrons present. The business was owned and staffed by a divorced guy in his fifties, who also had a ...ewelry-making business on the side. He normally worked in a small jewelry shop near the reception area. He was polite and friendly, but never did he give me any indication that he was open to gay pursuits. I might add here that I am a straight-acting, in-shape, 62 year old, married professional with family. No one would ever suppose that I might. It opened her eyes to a whole new side of me. There, right in front of her was my XHamster log-in with all my favorite videos in plain sight. There were bi ones, mmf ones, MTF ones. There were some kinks that she was well aware of, but all I heard from here were the words "Oh My God, Jay, is this what you're about?"I came up behind her not knowing what she was talking about, and saw what she had found. Not knowing what to say, I stood there and said nothing. She was sitting down in my chair and. It's just our first date. You don't get to see me doing that until much later." Awwww," she said, trying to sound sad.The fact that he did not change his mind, and offer to show her his manhood, even with her teasing him like this, made her panties damp."Thank you," she said, on impulse."What for?" For being you," she said. "I haven't met a man like you in a long time, and a girl always likes to meet a man like you." Far away and harmless?" He smiled."Oh, you're not harmless," she laughed. "Not. Maybe lemon sized would describe them. Two lemons with large nipples would describe them even better. The nipples were damned important because those were one of only two places on her body that were normal sized. The other was called a clit and was usually hidden down there between Debbie's legs where it only got seen when Debbie propped a mirror between her skinny legs and mauled it till she bawled. Shop till you drop and maul till you bawl were two of her favorite expressions.Little Debbie.