Turn off Export and Email Buttons on Contacts and Members
Does anyone have a way to disable the export and email buttons on the members and contact page? I'm interested in doing this for the read only admin role in WA?
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Guregh Karapetian
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I woke up to a pounding on my door. “Wake up Matty”, my mother yelled out. “We’re leaving in 10 minutes, and if you’re not ready there’s going to be hell to pay.” An empty threat that I knew my pushover mom would never follow through on. None the less, I really did need to get out of bed. My dad wouldn’t be quite so forgiving if I didn’t.
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It was a warm, sticky, summer morning. The sun was peeking in through my blinds, as if to remind me that I had slept in much too late. It was the first Saturday of summer vacation after finishing my junior year of high school. A glorious day that should have been rewarded by sleeping in late, relaxing in the comfort of my bed, and maybe even stroking my rock-hard teenage morning wood that was pitching a tent in my sheets.Unfortunately, there was no time for that. My big sister, Alex, had just finished up her freshman year of college. Of course, the burden of moving all of her belongings out of her dorm room, and back into our house for the summer had fallen on my parents and I, which was the reasoning for the rude awakening distributed by my mother.
I threw off my sheets and stood out of bed. After a nice, long, morning stretch, I looked down at my still erect cock, as if to say, I’ll take care of you later. Wasting no time, I quickly put on an outfit made up of gym shorts and a tank top. My shoulders and biceps had benefited from all of the football workouts throughout the off-season, and I secretly hoped some of the girls at Alex’s school would notice me while I helped move her out.
I hadn’t seen my sister since she came home for Christmas break, and even though I would never admit it, I was excited to have her back home for the Summer.
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Throughout our childhood, Alex and I had always been close. Even though there were endless arguments, and your typical brother-sister fights, at the end of the day I always knew that Alex had my back, and she knew I had her’s.Alex had shocked both my parents and I when she broke the news that she would be going to college in Minnesota, many hours away from our home state of Michigan. With her good grades, community service, and knack for writing amazing admission essays, she could have had her pick of schools, but I had always thought she would stay close to home. I had never realized how much I truly cared for my sister, until my parents and I unloaded her into her college dorm room and waved goodbye as she began her freshman year. So, I promised myself that I would appreciate the months that I had with her home over the summer, and even try not to complain about that fact that my first Saturday of summer vacation would be spent moving her out of her dorm room and back into our house.
Now fully dressed, and my still hard penis pumped full of teenage hormones tucked securely behind the elastic waistband of my shorts, I opened my bedroom door and bounced down the stairs. My mom and dad were already waiting for me in the car, eager to get on the road and start our drive to Minnesota.
