‘OUT OF ORDER.’ ‘What?’ I asked. ‘OUT OF ORDER,’ said the sign on the Men’s room door. ‘Go anyway!’ said my bladder. ‘OUT OF ORDER...’ said the sign a little more forcefully. ‘Women’s room,’ said my bladder, ‘no one will know.’ ‘But it’s a WOMEN’S room,’ said a rather unreasonable part of my subconscious. ‘Okay,’ said my bladder, ‘we’ll just go out here in front of the Chee-tos™!’ ‘Women’s room!’ I said firmly, and barged in. My business being completed, I made my egress from the convenience. Tammy was not sure if this was from their recent swim or whether it was her juices that enhanced the sunlight on her pussy lips, not that that mattered as she admired Jen’s condition for a forty-year-old.Her breasts were nice and firm, although Tammy commented to herself, “not as firm as mine” and Jen’s boobs must have been about 36B’s or C’s with firm nipples proudly pointed upwards. Her nipples were “Not as big as Mum’s” Tammy again noted to herself. “I wonder if they get bigger and harder as. She replied a few hours later telling me how wonderful it was and how happy she was for me. I expected her to flood my e-mail with a ton of questions about the move but surprisingly enough she didn’t even mention it after the first one.I knew she wanted to stay in Norfolk, but I had explained to her, before I submitted my Assignment Request that my options would be very limited if I remain in Norfolk and I didn’t want to end up going back to sea right after leaving a ship that I’ve been. You raise your head and, like a cork from a bottle, your mouth releases me with a muted popping sound. Your eyes meet mine and your smile is flanked by cheeks that glow with a special fire. Is it the excitement alone, I wonder, or are you blushing, surprised by your own wantonness? “He wakes,” you murmur. For a moment you lean back, grinding your swollen clit against my knee. Your eyes close and a series of sighs escape your mouth like exclamations. Then your smile broadens into a grin and you.