” “Oh, its too early to go,” Mary pouted. “Why don't you have Mark talk to Damien's parents, he'll straighten it out. He's very persuasive. If...his poker career ever fails him, he could get into sales and make a killing. Besides, my sisters and I have some lady business to attend to.” “What?” Missy asked, excitedly. Mary just smiled mysteriously at her little sister and turned to head upstairs. Shannon eagerly followed, probably hopping to continue their kiss, and Missy glanced at me, flushed,. She protested vainly,"Please if your intent on raping me just rape me,don't make me be on top? I don't have that much experience?you would enjoy itmore if you were on top!" I do not know if she was serious but I cannotimagine she would give a shit about my pleasure so I figure she was just tryingto get out of having to rape herself. She knew it was going to happen andwanted me to be the ogre and do the work, I laughed at her. "Mount me andwait before you put it inside you"! I ran the. I realized that anyone in either stall could look in and see me. So instead of just peeing, I pulled down my pants and underwear and sat on the toilet.It was very quiet in the men's room and I heard no one really pissing or anything. Then I could hear some strange rubbing sounds and I bent forward and could see through the hole a man playing with himself.When I bent forward to get a better look, the man saw the movement but didn't seem to mind and resumed his jacking off. I had never known that. It had been a long time since breakfast and we were all hungry.We made up a plate of sandwiches and some Macaroni and Cheese. I also made a pot of coffee for Uncle Dar and George while Shelly made some lemonade for the rest of us.When the coffee was done, I filled the big travel mug for Uncle Dar and the coffee pitcher we used when we had company for George and anybody else who wanted some. I hated it, myself. Vile stuff.With Shelly carrying the lemonade and glasses, Sandra the sandwiches and.