Martha motioned for the youngest man there her nephew Robert Palmer to join her with Diane and Kris."Robert, this is Mrs. Kris Nickelsen and Mrs. Dian... Pollock, and for today, Mrs. Nickelsen belongs to you. None of the others will fuck her, they might want to fuck Mrs. Pollock, but Mrs. Nickelsen is just for you. It's her first time as well as your first time. So I thought you would like to have one of the ladies to yourself. Do you understand Robert?" Yes, Aunt Martha." Replied Robert."Good. After a couple of minutes the door to the cubicle next to me opened then closed and the lock turned, there was a few seconds of silence before a voice suddenly tutted and sighed and then someone commented on the graffiti in front of him and its content, something about ringing for blowjobs and a couple of dates to hook up with guys. 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. When we got up that morning, I was still wearing the handcuffs and I had to go teach. I couldn't believe Randy was going to send me to work in handcuffs. But, I got dressed up and ready to go with his help, and then he said, 'Hey, you better get moving, you're going to be late.'" I couldn't believe that she'd actually go to school without asking me to take them off her," Randy said. "But by then, I'd have left them on her, even if she'd asked, just to see if she'd go through with it." I still. ‘Are you sure?’ ‘Are you?’ She touched his face, wishing that she could see him. ‘Are you sure you want to be with me?’ ‘I’m absolutely sure, Chantal. I’ve loved you since I kissed you in the lobby.’ ‘Fuck you.’ She said softly, a smile creasing the corners of her mouth. Martin just stared at her dumbfounded. ‘Did you hear me? Fuck you!’ Martin swooped down and kissed her, silencing her foul language as he had that day and letting his cock slowly slide into her until he reached the barrier..