She had just gotten the water to the perfect temperature when there came a soft knock at the partially opened door and Terry pushed it open. "Can I jo...n you?" he asked. "Please do," she responded as she took his hand and they stepped into the stall. Standing behind her Terry began to cover her body with lather. His warm soapy hands rubbed her shoulders and arms, the slightest touch of his hands sliding over her was a turn on. He then covered her tits with soap and gently began to rub them, her. And..." Come on. It won't be for a long time. And besides, you'll be getting a personalized tour from me."Betty couldn't refuse. She felt his big paw-like hand cupping around her neck, holding her prisoner as he guided her across the brightly lit gym floor toward the office area. They slipped past several doors, stopping at a tall green metal one."What's in here?"She could barely get the words out. Her excitement was at a fever pitch. Dimly, Betty was aware of Coach Robinson fishing out a ring. Still, it left that unmistakable taste. After he came he seemed in a hurry to leave. We closed up our pants and he left. I finished watching the rest of the video and then did the same while thinking about what had just happened. So the open door was a sign, an invitation. I picked another booth and went inside, again with the door open. A man in the corridor had seen me leave the first booth and when I stepped into the second and left the door open, he quickly followed me inside. Without. Of course the food was all cold so Lady had new plates delivered.We chatted while eating, our servers had disappeared. When we were thrueating, Master stood up and order after dinner liquor. Lyna appeared withthree glasses and served each of us. Other servers cleared away our dishesand chairs and brought in a large love seat, easily capable of handlingthree or four people. I was invited to join Lady and Master and took aseat between them. Then the lights of the room dimmed, a spot light.