I like the way you left everything clean! I just ask that you maybe clean up the bar a little, sweep up, things like that. Okay, Crane?’ I couldn’... answer, with tears in my eyes I nodded and walked out. It was a little warmer. I crossed to the train station and sat on a bench in the sun. I was lookin’ at myself and it wasn’t good. I thought of my kids. With a sad heart I sat there, dozing a little in the sun. Later I looked up at the clock on the tower and saw it was maybe time I could go over. ’‘So why haven’t I been invited?’ demanded Helen.Suzanne couldn’t believe her luck.‘I’m inviting you now. Come on, have a wee with me before it’s too late. Our puddles will need to dry before this afternoon when the drivers arrive for their manifests.’There was a very long pause. Helen continued to stare at Suzanne’s exposed cunt, that and the large piss stain on the floor.‘Oh, go on then,’ she said with a sudden beaming smile. Moments later and she was stripping from her clothes until her. They stopped touching me like I was gross since I wouldn’t play along. They could so easily turn on and off their desires. I was still sporting a boner and I buckled my pants.I will be the first to admit that I don’t understand how a female mind works. I was trying to apply my own logic to how they operated and that may be where I was going wrong. If the two of them were just horny sluts who craved any dick then why stop touching me? I had almost caved to their desires. Had they become turned. Her makeup was long gone since her crying hadcompletely destroyed it and required a good scrubbing, leaving her freshfaced and clean and still remarkably lovely. It was more proof that shedidn't need cosmetics to be beautiful but I knew better than to try andargue that point with her, especially now. Since she was taller and hada shapelier figure than I did, the only thing I could offer her by wayof night clothes was an oversized sleep shirt that hugged her curveslike a second skin and didn't.