So now during the fight I turned her and now her whole back was pressed greatly with my front and I was pressing her boobs and I stopped like that for...some time. During this I kept moving my fingers on her boobs and I could feel her breath getting faster.After a while I turned her again. I was still holding her hands such that I was able to press them against her boobs. Now we were both looking in yes and knew the time had come. I gave a short kiss her on lips and she was standing trying to. So we sat down and then after a while she said “He's the only guy who's ever been nice to me, you know” and she looked like she was about to cry and suddenly I felt really sorry for her. Then she lit a cigarette and she drew it in deep and then she said “Actually I hate these things. But I'm out of pot. You have any?” and I just shook my head and then she said “I could get some in like ten minutes. But I always have to suck the guy's dick for it.”Then she paused for a few seconds and then she. I had no clue. I actually thought things were going pretty well.”“Ouch!” I commiserated.“They should warn us.”“Who?” I asked.“The fucking government! They should put a fucking label right above their hole. ‘Caution Pussy is hazardous to your health.’ Not may be, not could be, but IS ... hazardous. The label should also read, ‘Pussy is linked to insanity, heart attacks and depression. Pussy kills.’ That’s what it should fucking say. Shit, they do it with cigarettes. Not that we stupid bastards. This one happened at the first place as I needed to take a leak. I have always avoided this place as it seemed more likely to be seen or patrolled. But I had to go before I went down to the spots I was more comfortable in. when I pulled in there was only one other car there and an old man was sitting there. I parked and smiled hello at him thinking nothing of it. There is one stall and one urinal in the small bathroom and as I was standing there pissing he opened the door and walked in. Caught.