Once done, she dresses while I make the bed and clean her dishes, and then we leave together for work. But my tasks and duties at night in the ...edroom are far different, as is the case this night. I stood in the middle of the room and waited patiently for about fifteen minutes until she finished with her shower and emerged from the en suite wearing her luxurious gold terry cloth robe and a towel wrapped around her wet hair. She greeted me with her radiant smile which never fails to. But she could recall that sequence. Len was thinking deeply, so I stayed quiet. Finally she started, almost as if she were talking to herself."It could be done. The choreography would be bloody difficult, and the wind machine would be a problem too. It would have to be powerful, but could not be noisy. How many yards of chiffon will I need, it will have to be very light and filmy. It would work best with just one spot, a super Trouper would be ideal, keeping the rest of the stage in darkness.. I was in there enjoying myself for maybe five minutes when all of a sudden, a hand comes underneath the stall. A white hand.As I was not at all familiar with cruising (look it up), I had no idea what was going on. I thought what an idiot to have sat in there this whole time and just realize you do not have any toilet paper. But he wasn’t just holding his hand there, he was motioning me over. It took longer than I care to admit for me to realize what he was asking. I kneeled on the floor and got. “Oh, I wouldn’t worry about that, dear. The guests that I invited are all ... a bit more open-minded, trust me,” Britta-Lise assured me cryptically, clearly wanting to spring more surprises on me.“Well, that explains how you were confident enough to arrange this without too much anxiety on your part,” I smiled as I patted Melissa’s head and she licked playfully at the head of my cock.“What time is it, anyway? We’ve been doing a lot of fucking, after all,” Tyson asked as he replaced Eddie in.