As he strode towards the shower room I could clearly see his impressive manhood, flaccid but still impressive.I was soon stripped offmyself and he wel...omed me with a 'hello' as I pulled back the shower curtain and joined him.Like myself he was fully shaved and from the start we were soaping and srubbing each other's smooth bodies,we were soon kissing face to face and both us were getting extremely aroused.He turned me around and bent me over, his manhood almost nestling in the crack of my. Laurie was shaking with anticipation. Wow! I'm really doing this! I'm really a toilet in a public men's room! But what will it be like what it gets really busy?Laurie was laying there for a while and she figured it must be getting close to opening time. Laurie could now hear a din as people, presumably, were entering the club.After about a half-hour, no one had even entered the restroom. One of the guys in an adjacent stall made a remark that only gay guys use the toilet slaves, so they'll have. He'd had the AI look up and duplicate an Imperial German Navy sub skipper's hat from the Great War, and had it mounted in a frame which he'd had placed on the bulkhead over his desk, a sort of reminder of his ancestor. He was also voraciously reading every book ever produced about submarines at war from the point of view of both the winners and the losers.This ship was not strictly a submarine, but had been developed with an eye toward similar tactics as for its blue-water counterpart: be. By then, the shop that sold our brand of cigarettes was closed and the limited cheaper brands available at the bar were totally unsatisfactory to him.With a sheepish grin, he would always saunter over to me, before I routinely handed over three cigarettes at a time. It always amused me how he would place one cigarette behind each ear, and then after lighting up the one on his lips have a brief chat with me, before moving off and mingling with the other locals. Despite his yobbish persona,.