As i passed by the toilets I found myself in need of some relief and walked innocently in, standing at a urinal I undid my work trousers and allowed t...em to drop enough for me to take out of my white cotton briefs my cock, as I relieved myself a man in his late fifties came in and standing next to me also took out his own cock which I couldnt help but notice was erect, i have to admit it was a stunning piece of meat at least ten inches long and as thick as a babies arm, i felt him looking at me. The water flowing over his bare skin had a very sensuous feel to it and made Tom feel quite frisky despite the ridiculous look of his shriveled up cock.“Maybe my mom is onto something after all with all this nudie stuff!” Tom mused to himself.As Tom swam about he noticed a small wooden platform just out from the lake’s edge. It was anchored to the lake floor and bobbed about with the lap of the water but didn’t drift away. Tom swam over to it then climbed up onto the surface and rested there. ”There were large video screens displaying movie clips of Hitchcock’s work, the track lighting dimmed, but, directed nonetheless to the floor. The sensation of shrinkage held and he was ever so grateful, but, not as thankful as he once had been. ‘I could do this.’Miss Johansson had begun to make the rounds and the going was difficult as her attendance had become knowledge. He recognized no one. But, she knew them all, or, portended such. No, she knew them. Her sincerity was apparent and. "I hope the idiot that trained you to be so afraid died a slow painful death," he spat. Luanne jumped, then quickly spoke. "No, it's not like that at all. I was just terrified that you'd denounce me for the way we pushed ourselves on you, and that you and the others would turn us out. I didn't think you were going to hit me or anything like that." No, you've done nothing wrong, certainly nothing worth yelling about. And even for an actual offense, I'd be asking you what you were thinking, not.