" She said wistfully, kissing his neck again.Harlen smiled and stroked her hair and back. "I do to." He whispered into her pointed ear.They both dozed...fitfully through the night, and finally the sky began to brighten with the coming of the sun. Before the orb of fire could clear the near horizon, they were moving among the rocks of the pass, keeping to cover as much as they could, and warily scanning the paths before them. Hyandai heard the tread of heavily booted feet first, and pulled Harlen. She was just a kid so I said no. Needless to say Cheryl didn't budge one inch. Finally I decided to stand up and figured when she saw my cock she would run fleeing out of the bathroom.I stood up and faced Cheryl. Water was dripping off me. Cheryl stared at my cock and whispered "WOW!". She asked if I was bigger than the other boys and I explained that when my cock was limp, I was bigger than most men ! Cheryl was amazed and asked if it got bigger. First I told Cheryl "it" was called a cock not. I was in my sari which had completely dislodged itself after my afternoon siesta. My navel was completely in the open for him to see so was the bra strings popping itself out of the constrains of the blouse so the top hook of my blouse was also open revealing a small but evident cleavage. He was looking at other direction and I went to the other room to make myself more presentable. Then I returned asked him what brought him here. He said he had gone somewhere else and since had not reached. . will ... get ... it” Young Mike, it transpired, was the doddery old gent who was security at the back entrance. He had been at the school for fifty years, Michael heard, and was called Young Mike because his father, who passed away three years ago, had also worked there until he was eighty-two and retired.“Oh, when did he retired?”“As ... I ... say ... three ... years ... ago”“Oh, I see”“Well ... here ... is ... the ... house ... Shall ... we ... see ... you ... at ... prayers? Miss ....