The mechanic's toilet was a rather dirty place but it had to do. As I sat there I noticed there was writing on the walls about me, most of it was rath...r nice, but a few lines were rather suggestive and a little sexual.Peter gave me a lift home in his plush new car, which was very kind of him. Later that evening it was bath time for me. As I lay there enjoying the feeling of the warm soapy water covering my nakedness, my thoughts went back to the writing on the wall. I was an old girl, almost a. She sat up a bit and looked at me with a faked shocked expression on her face. Do you think they'll be wanking and thinking of me? She asked, nodding at the radio guysI can't say for them buy I will be after your wet t shirt moments earlier.Her smile widened and she pulled her tight top up slowly, her breasts fell out, her nipples already hard and a dark pink, her aurolas wrinkled up, she pulled her head through the top and threw it at me. Sun screen me then, she said laying back. I squirted. It had small drawers and compartments and he opened them one by one. There was a drawer with rings, one with necklaces, one with earrings and another with broaches and pins.'Now this is more like it.' He thought. 'These things look like the real McCoy! There could be a small fortune in here!'The other drawers and compartments contained scarves, handkerchiefs, gloves, makeup and perfume. The makeup and perfume were all dried up but he could still smell the sweet scent of the perfume when he. " He moved the tray table aside and stood up. He moved her table for her and held his hand to assist her up. She ignored it, rose and followed him to the hallway where he opened the door. He flipped the light switch and revealed a stairway going down to the basement. "A basement! Not many houses in the south have basements!" Carol exclaimed. "That's one of the reasons I picked this house. I can have my house and a dungeon, too." He led her down the stairs and flipped another light.