"Do you think you could go in there and check on them for me?" Anything for you, Jake," she said, her eyes telling him that by anything, she meant any...hing.He gave her his patented Jake Kingsley shy smile, the one that seemed to say: I get you and I appreciate the offer, but right now is not a real good time. She responded to it with a smile of her own — a keep me in mind smile — and headed off to the bathroom on her mission.Cindy and the other waitress brought Helen out of the bathroom a few. ‘Go ahead, I could use a good laugh right now.’ ‘I was just thinking about my bad luck.’ ‘Bad luck? Oh you mean getting knocked out.’ ‘No, I was thinking how it’s just my luck to meet a good-looking guy like you and have an ugly, bleeding goose-egg on my head. I’m not exactly looking my best.’ ‘I think you’re gorgeous.’ His statement caught me by surprise. His startling gaze was boring into me. His expression, though sincere, held a peculiar quality to it, as if he was looking at a long lost. "OK." Do you still have your apartment?" It's not exactly an apartment. It's two rooms, a bath, and access to the owner's kitchen," I said. "But, yes, I still have it, through this month." We gotta have someplace to go, to be -- together," she said."Well, my place is pretty cramped, and I've never, ahh, had a girl there." Would your landlord object?"I laughed. "Are you kidding? He's a dirty old man with a porno DVD collection you wouldn't believe! If I brought you there, he'd probably have his. He laid down on his back and told me to squat with my pee hole right over his hard cock. Then he told me to pee on him. It took a bit for the pee to start, but when it did I soaked his cock and balls. Not moving, when I finished, he said, “Don’t move,” and he started peeing, up onto my pussy. I could feel its warmth on my clit and all around my pussy and lips. Then, he asked if we could masturbate each other. By now, I would have masturbated or been masturbated or any combination thereof. We.