I've Dropped My Robes

Ats a small rod. He pulls out of his robes its cylindrical matmadeim there ies he does, he seem proud of it, or like he's embarrassed to pull it out. A little bit sheepish about the whole thing, ye, like you're on a train, theres other people around. I don't want tout feelings in heart or words in your mouthabaa yawns demurely behind his hand. Ok, is this not i thought that it might be gone. Well, thatll that will not be necessary to me like one of your french girls. Youre welcome.