IC  - Naughty Raj!

Raj the Clam npc was supposed to have ordered candy bars for a promotion the store was doing for Easter. But with two websites up on his laptop screen when he finally settled himself on his broken down couch, in his tiny apartment at the end of a hard day, and with shitty eyesight, he instead ordered a shit-load...please mind the pun...of laxatives instead. One website was business for the Clam, one website was for personal use. He'd been constipated for weeks, bit stressed as he was, by his wife's refusal to give him the blow jobs he very much wanted, it was no wonder his guts had -clammed- up. (HA!) He couldn't even get a mistress...because his wife had noticed his wandering eye and had threatened him with a bog brush up the ass and the thought of that was enough to put any man off. The laxatives ordered, the products would arrive, wrapped in the plain but multicoloured packaging meant for the discreet carrying in ladies handbags, and no one, least of all Raj who would be the guy stocking the display would be any the wiser.

OOC - There is a bowl of chocolate candies on the counter please enjoy and have fun with it!