Susan was sorry that she’d let things come so far, that she’d gotten in between Daniel and Jeff’s friendship with her misguided attention for Da...iel. She wanted Daniel to know that she loved her husband and was ashamed at what she may have said and done that night. That if they ran into each other again, he wouldn’t think badly of her. Susan wanted to be thought of as a virtuous, wholesome woman committed to her family, and the attention of handsome strangers was not part of the equation of her. Time returned to normal as a foul but familiar smell invaded Agatha's nose. "You know what they say skank. It's better to be pissed off than pissed on,” Bree called out as Pris hit the gas so hard the tires squealed as they raced away. Agatha looked down at her sopping wet clothes, dripping Bimbo Squad urine. The noxious fluid had soaked through her jacket and blouse, and into her white cotton bra. She could feel it running down her legs, and soaking into her panties. Agatha cried all the way. Where are you headed, miss?”“I'm going to visit a friend for the day. I'll be on the train to the very end.”“I see. And what do you do for a living, miss?”“I'm studying at the moment. Mostly languages. Extending my last year of study at the university.” “What languages?”“Reading some Japanese. I always wanted to go to Japan and see Akihabara.”He nods at me and smiles, clearly not interested in talking about that sort of thing. “Newly boarded?” A tall and handsome man about 35 years of age. She’d worn quite a sexy black bra and panties set, which immediately got me hard again, and it was all I could do not to grab her and take her right there in the changing room. “It was actually easier than I thought it would be.”Just then the door opened, and Nicola covered her breasts with her hand, but it was only the camp oriental guy, and she immediately relaxed and lowered her hands. Even though he was quite obviously gay, I was shocked to see her so at ease half-naked in front of another.