The driver seemed to be impatient as he held his hand out for the fare. Geoff paid him, gave a small tip, grabbed his bag and exited on to the pavemen.... He had booked a room with its own bathroom. Checking in was quick and he soon found himself in the elevator heading for the fifth floor. The old place was like a rabbit warren. It had been renovated many times and when adjacent buildings had come onto the market the walls had been breached and more rooms added until it was a bit of a confusing. One of the group, Michael, seemed to have a special interest in Vivienne's turnings and wanted to know exactly how she achieved the quality of finish. Two others kept joining in the conversation and Vivienne found herself the centre of attention for a while. At the end Michael said, "Vivienne you really are a special woman. When I saw you at the show I had no idea you had no legs. How you are able to produce such superb work without being able to stand in the right position, beats me." I just. I didn't reply. Instead, I stopped walking and hugged him sympathetically, which he accepted. "I'm sorry." I told him."Thanks, sweetie." He replied, breaking off the hug. "It's all good. If I didn't think it was worth it, I wouldn't have come out." Still." I gruffly mumbled as we neared the gym. "You wanna spot first or shall I?" We can decide once we're there." Chris said and smiled. I smiled back.I got off the bus sweaty and tired. I didn't know how Chris had the energy to go to the gym and. ........... ever.” She stood up and looked down at me and smiled as I undid the front of her pants. They fell down quickly and she stood there in a pair of black fruit of the loom briefs. “nothing feels better than cotton on my dick” she said as I stroked the hardening tool beneath the soft fabric. She pulled off her bra. “suck whatever you like first” she giggles as I stood up and took off my jeans and t shirt exposing the fact we were wearing the same underwear. We both laughed about.