When I left school I got a job in an office because I knew how to type pretty fast. I was stuck in an office and they shoved all the work they could a... me. My parents were always arguing about me wanting to know why I didn't go on a diet.When we were out in the car, my father had a habit of pressing down hard on the accelerator whenever he was mad - and I guess it did it once too often when he and Mum were out on the highway. I was home watching television when I got a call from the hospital. I heard a spitting sound, and suddenly my ass was invaded by fingers, a couple of them. If I hadn’t have had a couple there earlier in the shower, I probably would have screamed. As it was, I groaned loudly as the agile digits explore the ring of my pucker. My hips had stopped moving, my dick buried deeply in Beth’s ass, as the strong hands forced my asshole wider and wider. Another sudden slap on my ass made me remember what I was supposed to be doing and I began moving my hips again,. I slid out of his arms and out of the bed. My feet hit the cold floor, making my way to the bathroom. I find clean towels and shampoo and turn on the hot water in the shower. I climb in and let the hot water run over me, cleansing me from the outside in. I rub the shampoo into my long brown hair when I feel another pair of hands.Saying nothing he takes over. He massages my scalp, working it into a lather. He grabs a facecloth, adding shower gel and proceeds to wash me all over. He kneels in the. I walked towards the East gate, I needed to pee and I knew the toilets were there, but when I arrived the women's were locked, a big iron gate and a huge padlock, it was Sunday, I should have realized.I was about to walk away when I heard the flushing sound the men's urinals make, maybe they were open, so I walked around and they were, I had heard of women using them, with the grace of the attendant, who would keep the males out.I stuck my head inside, there were two cubicles and two urinals.