I had finished my cleaning for the night, and wondered up front looking for Krissy. If we left at the same time, I usually walked her to her car, wha... with it being dark and all. She was nowhere to be found in the front of the restaurant, so I walked back to the restrooms, figuring she was cleaning in there, as she is supposed to at the end of the night. The men's restroom was empty, so I opened the women's door and heard her humming to herself. "Hey, Krissy," I called."Yeah?" I heard the. His thoughts and others brought more questions to her brain. she was soaking up the knowledge that she always craved. The conversation whittled down, but she was still thinking. she still needed answers. she waited and waited, thinking deep thoughts and finally, she asked in the room for a moment of His time. she waited, holding her breath, wondering if He would toss her aside and say no. she waited…. waited…. waited and nothing happened. He did not say a word, nothing. she felt the weight. I go to bed, strip all my clothes off, and climb into bed waiting on my daughter to arrive. I am laying on my back, that way she would have an easy access to the prize she wanted. About an hour later, I hear the door open to my room. I lay there very still, acting like I am asleep. I hear whispering and I squint my eyes to look. I see my daughter going around the bottom of the bed, and moving to the right side and I see Natalia standing on the left. My daughter nudges me and says; " Daddy!. As a rule such women are usually not young and quite plain.However… it happens that a woman knows she is peeped and pretends she doesn’t suspect it showing her holes to me. Sometimes (but pretty rarely) I saw masturbating women in the public lavatories.There was one young lady in one public lavatory with quite thing legs (I like plump legs probably). I saw several times she was peeing while I was examining her hairy ordinary pussy. But when she finished, she put her panties on, put her hand.