.. “ah well wash,shave,pack” I thought.I went downstairs to say goodbye to Katie, Claire and Christine. Nobody was about.They had a key to get bac... in and I shut the Yale lock behind me as I left. I put my key together with a note saying sorry to Ann through the letterbox. A final goodbye to Ann.I was feeling a bit down and as I passed the pub I decided a pint was needed. I walked in and it was quiet thank god.I got my drink and sat down and read the paper which I had picked up off the bar. I. I expected to see him wipe his ass. I remember sitting down and peeking under the stall and sure enough, he was standing up. I could also see the guy in the first stall was peeking under too. I jerked my head up, I zipped up and joined my friends outside.I had been sucking cock for over a year at a local park, and the park only had a single stall, with no urinal in the men's room. I found guys to suck by hanging around and watching men go into the woods. I had never met anyone out of that. Semi-trucks with trailers containing home-made diesel and fertilizer bombs were the main weapons used. They did not need to gain access to the targets just get close enough for the explosives to damage or destroy the targets. This was in conjunction with VBIEDs and home-made mortar and rocket attacks on military bases across the country. Nobody knows how homeland security, FBI, and law enforcement could not have known about any of these. Several trains were blown up at key points to eliminate. My attentive wife inquired as to my reasoning on the subject and I was sufficiently vague as to leave her with unsatisfied curiosity. I was certain it was not the last I would hear on the subject in full anticipation of my spouse interrogating me at her leisure when we were deep in the arms of love in nocturnal bliss. She had a keen sense of timing in such matters and would catch me out in dreadful lies or convince me utterly of the logic of her reasoning if I acceded to her wishes or that of.