So after agreeing how much she would pay me I said I would be back that Saturday. I turned up as agreed 30 minutes before the shop was due to open and...she showed me around the shop and how the till worked then she took me into the storeroom where all the different shoes and sizes were keep. I had never seen so many shoe boxes and she explained how they were sorted. Men's on one side and Women's on the other. Smaller sizes at the bottom and bigger sizes higher up. She then said that she had had. I entered the food court and made my way to the rear of the dining room, following the good old signs with the male/female silhouettes on them, thinking there to be separate bathrooms at the end of the corridor. Wow, wasn't I mistaken. No...the male/female silhouettes meant the bathrooms were unisex - something I had never experienced before. With slight hesitation and much trepidation, I entered what must have been the cleanest public bathroom I had ever seen. There was no trough, as would be. He no longer sported his massive erection, but his cock was still about half hard. After he sat down, we watched and commented on the news, and tomorrows weather. I took a chance as asked Jack, ?Well, are you comfortable living here, with a naked gay guy who likes the looks of your cock, and whacks off to a gay slave being tortured to Hell and getting excited about it?? Jack smiled, and answered, ?Yeah, yeah, I understand. Its cool. Hell, watching that even aroused me. I think. She squeezed her tits and sat on the edge of the bed. She looked me dead in the eye and said, “Lick my pussy baby.” I needed no further instruction. I made sure the door to the room was unlocked, knelt between Sheri’s legs and pressed my tongue against her already soaked pussy. Sheri spread her legs wide and laid back on the bed. “Oh yes,” Sheri moaned. I licked her clit faster. I heard the door open and then close quietly. Without stopping, Sheri and I looked over to see Rosa standing next to.