Melinda's parents had died. It didn't take much forme to realized that all the craziness, the sexuality, the shenanigans forlack of a better word, mig...t have just been a sort of emotional barrierfrom the deaths of people close to her.For a sinking moment, I wondered exactly what that made me.I told myself that I was being selfish, but there was a part of me thatwanted to be selfish, wanted to ask her what I meant to her, especiallyafter the changes I'd undergone today. But I didn't. Call it my. By 2:00 am the bar closed and we all stumbled outside to hail a taxi. After waiting a short while and not seeing any cabs that wanted to pick up three intoxicated people, Tom announced he had to take care of business, and started to walk into a long semi-dark alley. As I started to go with Tom, he turned and explained that it was mans' business. In short, he had to take a powerful wizz. I hadn't realized at first what he meant and now I felt silly and giggled like a little girl. Albert also. He could have just been completely soft and possibly a grower, not a show-er. As he left the register, I caught up to him at the glass door and “accidentally” bumped into him as we both reached for the bar to open it. He quickly apologized, held the door for me and checked me out up and down like his eyeballs were on springs. Once outside, I thanked him for holding the door and asked him if he liked what he saw. He blushed, stuttered, and said, “Hell, yes, you’re gorgeous.” I moved very close. He continued to pound away at her pussy and he could see her body begin to respond to him alone, one look at her face showed him how mortified she was, laying there in a puddle of her own piss as he fucked her pussy with her toy. The tears streamed endlessly down her face as she came crying out finally in ecstasy at last. Without missing a beat he pulled the toy from her wet pussy and picked his switch back up. He brought it down hard and fast on to the tops of her thighs and her pussy lips.