As she left, I went about cleaning up the place. I went room byroom dragging the office cleaning cart behind me. I emptied the waistpaper baskets and ...ave the desks, tables and countertops a lightdusting. It really wasn't difficult work.Then I went and got the vacuum. It was always among the most arduoustasks because there was so much carpet to vacuum. It required movingchairs out of the way and took a good hour and a half to do the wholeoffice.When I finished, I headed to the bathrooms. I went. I watched as both girl’s bodies stiffened and shook, one after the other. I took some very nice facial close-ups during that critical time. The women finally came around to reality with no idea they’d been watched or photographed. Trisha resumed a bit of her modesty, pulling the sheet up to cover her breasts. Jacqui didn’t worry about it. I told them I’d step out while they got dressed. I realized I was still just in my boxers and didn’t want to barge in again to get dressed. Trisha would have. Tui jodi bolish to age tor guud ta chude dee aar tar por tor guuder ras pan kori. Tui ki cah bol na guud chodani magi?” Ei bolte bolte ami boudeer guuder bhetore duto angul dhukiye guud khenchte laglam aar khanik pore dekhlam je boudeer guud ta puro madon rase bhore geche aar guuer thont duto khop khop korche. Boudee amar laura ta ke mukh theke bar kore bollo, “oore dhemna, tui taratari amar oopore chore amake chod bhalo kore. Shala maachoda takhon theke tor laura ta guude nebo bole guud keliye. “Woah, Mr. Carson. It is steamy in here!” she giggled, putting down the toilet seat. It’s a good fucking job, I thought. I couldn’t believe the hot, young teen was about to take a piss. I needed to see this. I needed to watch her lifting up her dress and pulling those little panties down around her ankles.I quickly glanced over my shoulder. Her dress bunched up around her waist and her white thong at her knees. I stared, a little too long. The sound of her overfilled bladder hit the water.