I remembered masturbating with other boys, way back in junior high. I thought "what the hell, we'll never see each other again. We don't even know eac... other's last names." And I again thought about that giant penis, what it would look like erect, right here in person. The thought thrilled me and moved me forward. I stripped off my clothing after pulling back the covers on the second bed. I stood with my little hard-on pointing upward at a 45 degree angle. I lay back and tried to focus on the. . actually ... yes ... I do need to come over. There IS something we need to talk about. Give me a few moments to get ready and I will be over shortly ... say about 10.30am. Is that OK with you?”Danny said it would be OK but he couldn’t help noticing how flat Peter’s mood had become. He knew it couldn’t be anything too serious. He would have heard about it, surely! Maybe Peter and Becky were having problems after all. Were they splitting up? Could Becky be pregnant? Did Peter have some terminal. After about five minutes I saw two of the women perched with there feet planted on each side of the two commodes that were in there,the other three laying on the floor with their faces under the squatters pussy's. I watched as the two lovelies warm golden piss gushed from there cunt's like a four alarm fire hose!Knowing that these parochial students would not betray my secret porthole,I cleared my throat loudly enough that they would become aware of my presence.They were all. If anyone asked, and I couldn't see why anyone would, I was going to be lost looking for the office of a local coffee service. It was on the south end of the road but the numbers were the same on the north end. Of course, since I had an ingenious cover story, no one asked.I got back to the plant a few minutes before the Day shift left the plant. I noticed no one seemed to have arrived for the evening shift. According to the progress report Happy had mentioned they were running two shifts with.