She didn’t take her eyes off of her book but her fingers starting tracing her slit between her legs. I forgot all about pretending to read my own er...tica as I watched her from across the coffee shoppe.Lost in her own feelings, her fingers ran up and down, teasing herself a little. Her long black nail delicately circled around her clit once, twice, three times, and then back down. Her actions visually rewarded me by giving her body a very slight shudder. I fought down my own shuddering from. The lady who ran it was called Rita, she had a old lady who use to control the front door and tell the girls which room to put you in. There were at least 6 or 7 girls of age range from 18 to 45 plus a gay guy who was a maid. I use to like the down stairs room witch was just like any other sitting room but under the setee it had 2 spreading bars that could be attached to the curtain bar over the patio doors. Not over looked but in view of some. One time I went to see Rita, I went in and asked. “Aight—gather round”. I start. “First of all, I want to introduce Johnny here—we picked him up at the truck stop yesterday”. A couple of snickers could be heard. “This here is his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Abernathy—they may hang out with us a day or so as well, so be on your good behavior. Billy and Riley pulled watch last night—so they need to get some sleep. Dustin will take Johnny for first day training. Those three over there are already on KP. I will sit out today as well to co-ordinate. "Come and sit down Mr Tremlett. Now what seems to be the trouble?" She picked up a pen and placed a clipboard on her lap.I rubbed the back of my right upper leg. "I've been getting these terrible pains in my thigh, usually after I've had an energetic session on my exercise bike."She made a note on the clipboard. "For how long?" Three or four weeks, I'd say." Right, I'd better take a look. Go and lie face down on the couch in the corner, would you?"I did as instructed. She came and stood beside.