“Look up at us.” “Look up, open your mouth.” Ali and I kissed and then we drooled together watching our saliva drip into Kelsey’s waiting ...outh.“Swallow it, let me see your mouth empty.”“Sweet.” Ali laughed. “Pouty little Bitch.”Ali and I smiled and kissed. “Bob, I’d like to do it again but gotta go to work.”“I’ll miss you, Kelsey and I have a little errand to run anyway.”“Love You.” Ali yelled as she left. My heart jumped at those words.“OK, Kelsey, clean up and we are taking a little. ’ She ordered, so I told her everything. I even told her about doping up the Southern Comfort bottle to ‘weaken them a bit and slow down their escape.’ They were a very bad bunch, and were certainly very capable of possibly trying to outgun any attempt at arrest, especially when holding a very large amount of what was probably a brand new designer drug. I made no excuses for my behavior. I had been quite legitimately in fear of my life and hadn’t wanted anyone else to be victimized by them. For a moment, she looked like she didn't know if she should stay or go.“Martini?” the bartender interrupted her.“What? Yeah, sure,” she answered. I watched her as she took a seat next to me. She was looking nice, I had to give her that. A little too nice for a girl that gave peep shows in bathroom stalls. Plain white dress, almost knee length, with a nice cut that did display her cleavage in the most highlighting way. She had puffed up her hair a bit and wore some lipstick, but that seemed to. The voice I recognised instantly though as Ian, the guy I usually chat to. Being slightly curious I leant over and carefully went to peer through the hole in the wall but as I did so I just happened to notice the tips of Ian's shoes under the stall wall turned at an angle towards the peephole. Quietly attempting to peer through I caught my first glimpse of him in the next cubicle but what I actually saw was his face because he was in his side trying to peer through at me! Realising we were both.