It's claustrophobic in there. They sure didn't waste any space on something as useless as a rest room, huh?" Well, to be honest, we don't usually clos... the door. And since it's only guys who work here, we don't usually have to sit down. We just..."She interrupted. "I get the picture. Well, thanks for the use of the facility, and for the interesting commentary." She laughed. I couldn't tell if she was laughing at me or with me. "Now. About these shoes?" She pointed to the row upon row of shoe. With her boots or whatever she had on we were about the same height, and I was getting quite a hard on.Her crotch collided with it, and I saw her eyes drop down to have a look. I pulled her horrible pale blue sweatshirt up to her armpits and started to undo the buttons of her appalling buttoned-upblouse"Don't UNDRESS me!", she protested but made no move to stop me as I got her sweatshirt off over her head, opened her blouse and reached round and unclipped her bra, before filling my mouth with. He had brown hair with one or two blonde highlights. Luckily, he didn’t have head injuries because he wore his helmet while riding his motorcycle. Thomas would look at me with his sparkling blue eyes and at smile while I kept him company. He would give me compliments, tell me about himself, and all. Then a few minutes later, I came back to his room as a nurse and got him ready for his sponge bath. Might I say for a guy who got a little banged up from a motorcycle accident, he got a body on. At one point, he groped her bum for almost 10 seconds when we stopped to look at something. His hand was pressed all the way into her bum cheeks and she ignored him and was really enjoying the moment. He also groped her bum with his crotch a few times too and she was really enjoying it while I looked through the corner of my eye.A few minutes later I bought some personal items and was walking towards Nazma and I could see the guy walking behind her as she walked slowly and acted like she didn't.