First, apologies for the shaky image but 1) it was dimly lit and 2) I was trying to snap without drawing attention to myself. You'll understand soon.
Yesterday we visited a few leather goods wholesalers, I won't name them. P came with me thank goodness. They all had some decent stuff on offer if you picked through it, not high end but perfectly fine for casual easy everyday use. One of them had their own small factory attached and they made all their own belts, there were hundreds and hundreds of them and I made a note we'd definitely get some from them, the prices and quality were good and they had some very supple but heavy belts. I knew there must be perks with this job.
Then, at the far end of one of their rows of stock, we came across a load of braided leather whips. I could hardly catch my breath, out came the nokia, quick get a pic of me with the whip I whispered to P, he obliged with a smile and wandered of down another aisle. I didn't put the whip down, I ran it through my fingers and was wondering what it would feel like when one of the staff came up to me and told me they sold quite a few, they'd got heavier ones upstairs, sell very well to the sex shops he said. Have you got a sex shop? Oh God I nearly fell throught the floor, do I look like a sex shop owner? I'm sure I went beetroot as I mumbled no with a don't-be-silly smile and hurried off to find P. He was amused as usual, he asked if I'd like him to buy one but I told him he couldn't there was a min £100 purchase limit.
Know how much the whips were? £1.20 yes one pound twenty, or about 90 cents, made in China no doubt. Imagine, I'm sure I've seen the identical thing with a bit of fancy packaging on the shelves of one of the UK's major saucy shop chains for £24.99, now that's what I call a good profit margin, maybe I should open a sex shop as a sideline, LOL, joking, I've got enough on my plate right now.
Maybe I'll buy one if we go back to that place to buy some normal stuff, I'm not sure if P would know how to handle it though, perhaps it could remain coiled in the wardrobe, a sort of I'm warning you I'll take that whip to you but never actually happens thinks. Hmm.
Ronnie
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