Eventually tiredness and an expired laptop battery overtook me. Conversation with Marie-Luz began. We both found it worth overcoming our linguistic li...itations to find out a little about the other. She was going home to provincial Spain to see her 19 year old daughter after a year working in Peru. She couldn’t- or wouldn’t- tell me what she had done beyond saying she was a temporary worker. She claimed to speak a little French but that moved the conversation along no further than my Spanish.. I saw what she was doing and she smiled. Slowly, she put that left hand into the front of her pants and began rubbing herself. Immediately, she was squirming in her seat, trying to remain calm as she pleasured me and herself at the same time. There was now a mildly audible squishing noise coming from inside her hands as she dipped a finger inside herself over and over.The scene in front of me was too much to handle. I was getting close but was focusing very hard on making this last despite the. Short hair peaked out of the bottom of the hat, making a little flip. My mouth opened to speak, but he spoke first as I whirled around. “I saw you.” “Okay. And?” “You couldn’t quit staring. You like what you saw?” I paused. “Yes.” “Are we alone?” He looked around. “I think so.” “I liked what I saw too. Turn around.”I put my back to him, and could feel him come close to me. I could barely see his face in the mirror, as he was directly behind me and I am somewhat tall. He reached around and felt. ‘I’ll be right back.’ Caroline opened up the small makeup mirror, and almost dropped it when she looked at her face, or presumably, Allison’s face. It was gorgeous, a flawless porcelain looking surface without a blemish in sight. Her once long red hair was now short, wavy, and a dirty blond color. Her green eyes seemed clearer, like they were in hi-def. ‘Allison!’ An unfamiliar voice said as three people walked into the room, all of whom looked unfamiliar to Caroline, or Allison for now. She.