.. that was padlocked."Damn. I wish Joey was here," I muttered after climbing up and checking it out close up. Joey was better at picking locks than I... not that Joey would have had any better luck with a padlock like that.I was just about to climb down when I noticed the screws for the hinges were exposed, and in ten minutes, six of those were on the floor below me as I pushed open the hatch. Or at least I pushed it open as far as the padlocked clasp would allow me to.The opening was big enough. But when she opened the door I forgot my name. There was joy in her eyes, like she was happy to see me. We stared at one another for several seconds before launching a jumbled conversation about which one of us was more surprised. I was on time; she was ready to go.We laughed nervously. She fumbled with her key and I tried to help her with the door."We can do this, Sammy," she said and I knew she wasn't talking about our getting the door locked. She was referring to the ridiculousness of our. " You flip my skirt up, keeping me pinned down and push my panties all the way down. I'm angry, but I'm also incredibly turned on and soaking wet. You rub your fingers over my tight pussy and grin, "You fucking love this!"I moan as I hear your zipper come undone and I am still worrying about other people, because if they walk past the row all they'd have to do is turn their head to the left to see me bent over and you behind me. I then feel your hard cock rubbing my dripping pussy, and I start. He did tell us that he was on his way to see you."Judy was giving me a look. I thought I could detect a smile in her eyes, but I was unsure. I finally decided to go in. Steeling my heart for rejection, just in case. This was going to be a difficult time not only for Jim, but for me too.Walking into the hospital room the first thing I saw was Jim. Tubes sticking in him all over, his left arm in a cast, his right leg in one too. His chest was taped tight and I could see discoloration where some.