All those lagers had finally hit his bladder.At least there was a convenient place, Benchley thought. He wondered how deep the pool was. It looked lik... a natural well. Better be careful, he thought as he walked up to the edge, would really top his fooking day if he fooking fell in.He unzipped his fly and had gripped his member in his hand when he noticed a small wooden sign on the wall."No pissing. Natural spring." Sorry mate," Benchley chatted to the sign. "When a man's gotta go, he's gotta. As we stopped outside the toilets she said “What are we doing here”, I opened the door of the disabled toilet, reaching inside I switched on the light, the room was massive.Milly looked at me, as I grabbed hold of her hand I pulled her inside shutting the door behind me. Pushing her against the wall I grabbed hold of her shoulders and started kissing her, when she’d got over the shock she excitedly kissed me back and in seconds we were snogging. She had her hand on the back of my head running. I wanted to take care of my Daddy, to try to pay him back for all the good things. Because there were lots of good things. I had an almost unlimited line of credit until recently. He patched my scraped knees and, more important, he taught me how to patch them when he couldn't be there and how to prevent myself from scraping them in the first place. He made me look at who Jill O'Hara was and how she fit into this world of ours. And how she could survive better. From the time I could talk, he. She asked me if her son came home last night, he was still out when she went to bed. I told her I heard him come in but wasn't sure what time it was, no need to create any problem for him. She finished her coffee and headed towards the door, I followed behind her for good bye kisses and to lock the door behind her. As she stepped out she asked if I would check in on her son to make sure he was OK. I told her I would and kissed her goodbye. I wasn't ready to stay up just yet and headed to the.