“Emily, you can’t just come wandering into the bathroom and try to see someone’s penis - you’re old enough to know that isn’t how it works.�...� He sounded like a father scolding a young child. She looked down to the floor, redness growing on her cheeks, disappointment obvious on her face. “Look,” Cam continued, “someone is going to notice you’re in here, and I will get in tons of trouble if they do and I don’t kick you out. So can you please step out? We can talk more once I’m dressed.” He flashed. When they were ready to leave, Ben did the chivalric thing and opened Martina’s door. She had put on a short red skirt with flesh coloured hosiery complete with a pearl white blouse and little red buttons. As she sat on the back seat, she crossed her legs ceremoniously and made no attempt to hide the gusset of her pantyhose. Ben blinked and his heart missed at least one beat as he glimpsed between her legs. Martina looked up at Ben, who was pretending to look away, as she smoothed down what. Very close to his body and while not unpleasant by any means, they'd never make my top ten. I wasn't sure how he'd react, I mean with his pretty wife sitting out front and all. He might have just ignored me, kicked me out and even complained about me. But I'd seen him checking me out too, trying to be sneaky about it whiles him and his wife sat there waiting. He was a player, I figured and boy was I right! He lit up like a Christmas tree when he saw me and in no time I was doing a little strip. I was settled into the Hot House Motel—that was actually the name of the place—and kicking back.My initial disability check was also already deposited. I had cut the woman off from getting the direct deposit of my regular paycheck of which I still had one of coming. So, I was going to be able to get a decent place soon. It wouldn’t be no castle on the Rhine, and I’d actually seen one of those on the ride to the airfield, but it would be good enough for an old soldier like me. Well, okay, not an.