And then there was the unmistakable sound of two guys fucking, the slap of flesh against buttocks, uncontrolled sighs and moans, their passion overrid...ng their need for discretion! That would quite often be enough to send me over the edge and I would deposit a creamy load either on the wall or the door of my stall.I had my favourite haunts, but I was also up for checking out new places. At my local toilets, I had two or three 'regulars' who I knew were always up for some cock fun if I appeared.. It was less painful when once I,d filled one Sarah loved to hold it up and drink down the contents, but it still Didn,t save my poor pubic hair. Our fire play sessions were magic though. We both loved pop music from the 1960s and even though it was now 1970 it was still the sort of music people sang, danced and listened to and most could be sung along to. Occasionally we reminisced our “courting” days by Sarah wearing stockings and suspenders for me when she preferred those damned tights. Sarah. A sliver of sunlight cut through the shadows of his tent.When he had calmed himself, he emerged from his tent and started preparing breakfast.A short time later, Miranda came out of her tent and they ate together.After they had finished their meal, the missionaries retrieved the magical scrolls they had prepared the previous night.Miranda unfurled the Invisibility scroll and spoke the magical words to activate it.The characters shimmered with a golden light, and the missionaries vanished from. "OK, hang on..." I threw a bookmark between the open pages of my bookand placed it to one side. Jumping up from the sofa, I ran up thestairs as I always did, and looked for where my Mum was calling mefrom."I'm in my bedroom..." she added, immediately solving the mystery forme.A few seconds later I had joined her in her bedroom. She was standingbeside her bed, next to several piles of clean, ironed, but as yet un-sorted washing."Help me sort all this out will you Robert? Do something useful.