Ivan's back! Lotsa straps!

Ivan used to be a regular down Bill's basement.  All the regulars got to know him.  He was working in the area and he hung out here.  But then he moved back home in MN.  See him on line occasionally.  Last Christmas our paths crossed in Florida.  But been a long time since I dealt with his ass.  Then out of the blue,  Ivan calls.  He's on the road,  going to be at a local motel overnight.  Naturally he's got to stop by.  Ivan loves leather.  He wears leather and he carries a big heavy bag of leather straps.  So after Ivan feels all my straps,  he feels all his straps.   Going to be a  number.  Count the strikes against his ass.