Sex in toilets. Sex in public toilets....Oh yes, the thrill of the unknown, the heart-pounding expectation that any moment, a horny fucker with a full...ball sack, a filthy attitude and a tasty cock would come into the toilets and start the game...I used to live for such sexual encounters, but now, most convenience are closed - I miss it so much! It was instant, exciting, unpredictable, dangerous, anonymous, fulfilling and ultimately, ticked all my boxes sex-wise.I'm looking at YOUR naked. Vicky nodded at me seriously for a few moments before her face began to show some strain and then finally she cracked up. The two of us were roaring with laughter. We continued for quite a while till a smiling Miss Gordon came over, "Try to keep it down a little, girls."We nodded and tried to stop laughing but it wouldn't take much for one of us to set the other off again. This went on for several minutes until suddenly Vicky's eyes locked on something behind us and all the laughter drained out. “Please come to my house and visit with me, we have so much to talk about,” she said,Aunt Hattie lived next door to us, and I was wanting to see the old home place, so I readily agreed. I offered her a ride in my rental car, and soon we were arriving next door to where I spent my early years growing up. It was an old neighborhood, but yet still well maintained in a better part of town near Clear Fork Lake. A lake that Ronnie and I had swum in and fished.Once inside Aunt Hattie’s house, things. At last she was satisfied that there was nothing to worry about. She withdrew a little electronic device from the pouch at her waist and silently began to remove the fastenings that held the vent in place. She took her time here too, moving painstakingly slowly so as to make no sound that might give them away. As each fastening came loose, she caught it in her hand and slipped it into her pocket. When the last one was dealt with, she once more sat for a few minutes, trying to sense anything out.