A man behind the counter looked up as we came in, a half frown on his face, that quickly turned to a crooked grin that crinkled the corners of his haz...l eyes and made my heart beat faster. "I was just closing up," he said "but I guess I it wouldn't hurt if you two had something while I clean up."His eyes slid over me approvingly as I thanked him and I felt a warm glow in the pit of my stomach. Looking around I spotted the bathroom at the back of the shop. I turned and gave Tony a quick kiss.. The woman wouldn’t notice. Amy began to feel very wet at the thought. Reaching down she slid a finger under the front of her bikini bottoms, and let it rest on her clit. Gently she slid it round and round, in a circular motion. Her wetness slowly began to soak though her pants as she parted her legs further. Amy raised her other hand, and tugged hard on her left nipple through the silky lycra of her bikini. Pleasure rushed through her, and she closed her eyes. Not allowing herself to speed up.. It wasn't like the one off the food court, up front in the mall, but had been built several years before the new addition was added on. I left Doris waiting in the dimly lit hallway, next to the womens room, while i checked inside. Inside I found that it was basically the same as when I used to go there before I was married. There was the front room with the metal mirrors. There were messages written all over them. One message that was written only a few days before stated that the writer would. For the next couple months Jimmy practiced and practiced, and with thehelp of Mrs. Goodwin his fingers were soon flying with dead-on accuracy,even on the number keys. On the day of the final test he felt fairlyconfident he would be the fastest in the class. The next day, as MissClawstroke passed out the graded tests, one of the girls asked, "Who wonthe contest?" "Contest?" asked Miss Clawstroke. "Oh yes, I'd almostforgotten." She paused. "The fastest typist was... Jimmy Midlander." Theclass.