I look around at the folks standing around many of the mutter to themselves and wander away.A few don't, those being the other elders. Nimrod doesn't ...ait for me to say anymore but he glides up to me, he gives me a quick kiss and a smile before his face turns inward and composed as he enters. This seems like a signal for the rest of the elders to enter too.When the last elder is in I follow them and shut the door behind me."What the hell do you think you are doing here?!" Napoleon's angry. He was wearing a camp pair of reading spectacles and looked very prim. The juxtaposition from the former horny fuck-slut had me amused beyond belief.After twenty minutes, I again proceeded to the steam room, which I had earlier found very much to my liking. After entering I moved to the far side and sat down. There was only one other man in the steam room seated to my left.After a few minutes, an elderly man entered with an exquisite young man who looked Hispanic. The elderly man sat next to me. . Let’s go over there.” He said pointing to the restrooms in the center of the park. He knew they were isolated restrooms and hoped nobody would be around.After some precautions the man arrived shortly after Tiffany to the concrete cubicle. The two restrooms were single units and could be locked from the inside.The pervert felt a little more safe with the teenage girl locked in the small room. At this point it didn’t matter, his cock was doing the thinking for him. Even if somebody was banging. Wendy thought she feltsomething moving under the covers and she leapt off the bed.She clung to the side table on unsteady feet. She was still fully-clothed and she leaned down and took off her heels. The bedroom wascavernous, filled with decaying antique furniture. The rugs werethreadbare and pallid; their weave and patterns almost indiscernible.The walls were uneven and the ancient wallpaper was jaded and loose.Something small and fast was making zigzag lines under the wallpaper,most likely.