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I just got home from a quick trip to the local naughty book shoppe.
I did a bit of browsing, of course, then my selections were made, quickly purchased, tagged and bagged and in my hot little hands.
I was headed out the door when the clerk, a fine-looking black gentleman, called out, "Come again!"
I grinned and nodded to him as I left.
So here's the question. Did he mean for me to return to that fine establishment, or for me to have incredible orgasms again and again (especially with the lovely new vibe I just purchased)?
Thoughts?

I did a bit of browsing, of course, then my selections were made, quickly purchased, tagged and bagged and in my hot little hands.
I was headed out the door when the clerk, a fine-looking black gentleman, called out, "Come again!"
I grinned and nodded to him as I left.
So here's the question. Did he mean for me to return to that fine establishment, or for me to have incredible orgasms again and again (especially with the lovely new vibe I just purchased)?
Thoughts?
