She made a retching sound and Janet shoved the wastebasket under her face.Eva vomited again. “Are you okay now?” Janet asked.“Uh-huh...”“The... let’s walk. That’s it ... one foot in front of the other. I’ll support you...” Janet led Eva to the elevator and to the street. Slowly they navigated two blocks. Eva put her hand to her mouth.Janet steered her around the corner and out of heavy foot traffic. Eva stood leaning, her forehead resting against the building and retched. She heaved. I moved into the third cubicle and discovered a carrier bag stuffed behind the toilet , it was quite full , on top there was a typical porn mag of the time , a fiesta or playboy , it was enough for me to undo my trousers and get my raging dick out , I flicked through the pages , looking at the horny readers wives and reading the stories , my mouth was dry , pounding heart and as horny as hell.I put my hand back into the bag and discovered some panties and a silky black slip , I nearly shot my. I asked her how uni was going, now that she was heading towards the end of her course, and joked about why she was never in a relationship, to which she coyly replied, “I don’t have time for that!”“But a gorgeous girl like you shouldn’t be wasting your talents,” I said.She blushed when I said that (maybe it came across a bit creepy, I wasn’t sure), but she soon loosened up and we started flirting a bit more openly, complimenting each other on the way we looked, or as she said, ‘brushed up’.. I came right out and said that Tim was wanting to call in the marines but that you told him to wait.”Mom said, “That was bold. I was ready to curl into a fetal position somewhere and let life pass me by. Tim was the strength of reason and ordered planning.”“I know that. I talked to both of you, but they didn’t know that. And certainly he had to know that threatening you would also threaten your daughter and that would get Tim ready to strike. At any rate, it worked. I gave them my initial.