It looked out over the street one storey below and the foot traffic was consistent given the number of bars in the area. I pulled her top off and slid...her panties down and off. I turned her to face the window and ran my hands over her body for a while, nibbling on her shoulder and prodding her ass with my erection. She was working her left breast and her pussy when I wasn't paying attention to those spots. I glance out the window and saw a couple of guys standing slack-jawed across the street.. We finished our lunch and again sat in the hall having a small conversation. Deep inside my heart I wished that time would stand still. I actually didn’t want Pussy to leave. Being with her was an amazing feeling. I just got the feeling that she didn’t want to leave either. Somehow she seemed to continue to the conversation with a different topic.I told myself that enough is enough. There is no point in going on like this. Nothing is going to happen this way. I started to get personal with her.. She was even too shy to admit she liked it, soshe wouldn’t be doing the same thing to her friend,which probably didn’t need it as much as she did.After an hour, when the projection finished, they gotout and planned to leave. Elisabeth wanted to cleanherself a bit as well as pee, so she asked Eve to goahead and get their coats from the place at theentrance where they had left them, while she went tothe bathroom. Eve said it was okay, and went away.Elisabeth got in, peed, and cleaned. I found my seat with no problem, it was in the balcony, stage right. As I sat down I noted that I still had twenty minutes to show time and grinned as I wondered if I could get a bag of popcorn. The place was filling up fast down below but there were only a few scattered groups up here and no one near me. As the lights dimmed there was still no sign of the ex wife, so I settled back to try and enjoy the show. Much to my surprise, it was in English. About half way through the first act,.