sex and silliness

as I strapped on a leather cockring before heading out the door to do some errands, I realized my supply was running low. Since I was gonna be up at Union Square anyway to do some banking (which credit card has an available balance?), I decided to stop off at the 14th and 3rd avenue "buddybooth" porn shop. I haven't been there in over 2 months, but the guy behind the counter smiled as soon as I came in, and as I approached, he asked if the wholesale guy had contacted me. I had asked this guy for a discount (half-jokingly) so many times, that he had taken my name and phone number and passed it along to his distributor. And the guy did call me, but I couldn't find the scrap of paper I had written his address down on, to get a catalogue, so my friend behind the counter looked and found it for me. I couldn't tell you if he's Indian, Pakistani, or what, but he always has a smile for me, and enjoys my teasing about how prices have gone up, or how I miss the elastic cockring they used to sell (it was great!) So, while i was there, I bought a new leather one (to replace the one I'm wearing today, as someone just emailed me he needs a worn-in one), plus the "donut" - a foam rubber c-ring, one snap, lightweight, and it give a nice lift to your package. As I realized I was in the way of the guys who needed change for the buddy-booths, I said goodbye to the sweet porn merchant, another reason I love this town.