”Looking over at him she cocked her head and with the vaguest trace of a smirk asked, “Are you afraid to be alone with me Kyle?”“If you were a...other girl Stacy, one who I had never heard anything about, it would probably be different. But I’m afraid you will think I’m a complete dork.”It was the first time she experienced a kind of warmth that completely overcame her. Here she was with a boy so completely different from those with whom she’d hung with. On the surface he was shy. Yet, when. Peek in a booth, then another. That one is closed and locked. Nice. I know what he’s doing. Really nice. Me too, soon.When you came back to the booth area, they went left and right. I went left. Chose one a few down., turned and locked the door. Faceing the screen, to my left was what I learned was a glory hole for getting anonymous blow-jobs. Wow. When I locked the door with a usually bathroom stall slide lock I noticed there was quite a gap etween the door and the wall. Probably on purpose to. Fetish!" ...I have no clue what you're talking about." The exhibitionism, silly. Now get rid of that outfit."Sharon felt her face turn pale. Everything that Lottie just said sounded wrong, so so wrong. She wanted to deny she was ever interested in such a thing, but she revealed that secret long ago and Lottie hadn't forgotten since. Her voice was reduced to silence and little stammers, only for the poor shy girl to squeak in surprise as her friend tugs on her top to get the point across.Sharon. But not as good as Megan. She walked out to my SUV looking better than any damned wet dream. Megan was wearing a snug black tank top t-shirt that displayed plenty of cleavage, and denim Daisy Duke shorts with white running shoes, so her curvy hips and legs were looking positively full and delicious. Nicky held her hand and in his free hand he had a small drawstring bag with some toys to keep him from getting bored.Thankfully, I was behind the steering wheel and wearing my favorite sunglasses so.