He is in his mid 60's and is about 5'10", med/lge build with greying hair. I knew he was married as I had seen him and his wife in town occasionally, ...n Tuesday though I happened to bump into him as I entered the public conveniences in the town centre and he was already in there stood at the urinals. I made my way to the cubicle at the far end of the room, which as is the case with most public loos these days was covered in graffiti and even had a lame attempt at a glory hole gouged in the wood. Well he was warned, we don’t have a policing system here as such, but we do enforce the decision, of the elder committee and the lad was duly placed in the stocks for a week for that infringement of our rules. Well he`s done it twice since, the first time with my wife Trudy, and the second with Harry`s daughter Milly, in Trudy`s case it was again behind the boat sheds beside the chapel. Now I don’t totally blame the lad with Trudy, she`s a hansom woman, and with his hormones raging she must. "I know you're not the type to munch the rug even when, as in Olga's case, there's no hair between her legs." That's even worse, Oscar," said Karen good-humouredly. "I don't want to be known as a cradle-snatcher. She isn't your girlfriend, is she? I can't see a company director like you going arm-in-arm with a girl like Olga..." And what's a girl like Olga like then?"Karen struggled to find the right words to describe the woman, but decided that since she was with a good friend and one who'd. I had seen her give a blow job and I had watched as her boyfriend had pulled out at the last minute and sprayed his stuff all over her face, blouse and skirt. After the guy had gone I had seen Doreen hide the skirt and blouse. I knew I was going to blow my money making gig, but I was after bigger fish now. I went down to Doreen's room, told her what I had seen and if she didn't do the same for me I was going to tell mom and dad. She told me to go ahead, that it would just be my word against.