—————————Stopped for on the way home and was feeling very horny. After a while I wandered into the men’s room after a wave left. O...e guy was in a stall, apparently in some degree of unbelievable passion, or suffering sever bowel discomfort. I stroked my cock, and the door opened. A tall man in an expensive sports coat and pricey slacks took the corner urinal. He was pissing, looking in the corner, and then started quick furtive glances over the stall divider. Then he would back off, and glance. Someone who isn't unobtainable to me like Justin.Abruptly, I collide with someone's elbow as I fly around the corner, scattering her art folder and books across the ground. My mates, including Justin, immediately begin to jeer as she scrambles to collect her things, but instead of joining in with them, I help her by gathering up her life drawings, which I study, stunned by her talent."I'm so fucking sorry," I begin to apologise, with it being entirely my fault yet again. "I need to look where. Tum hi mujhe satisfied karogi. Mera husband din var kam pe rehte hain rat ko 8 waje ghar ate hain tum din may mere ghar aajana. May v han boldiya. Agle din wo fir se chat karne ko ayi mujhse bat karte karte mera phone no v mangli. May v de diya. Fir hamari bat chit phone par chalti rahi likin usko pata v nhi he ki may usi ki flat ki baju may rehta hun. Job uski husband kam pe chalie jate to hum din var bat karte the. Bat badhte badhte sex ki or aageyi. Usne kitni bar puchi ki tumhari lund ki. " Bunk beds?" Steve asked."Some of the younger kids may like the security the lower bunk canprovide; others treat it like a cave. My idea would be to be able toswap the beds as the need arise." Good idea," Clive said. "Would you like to have a look at the wing?" Since I can't see George you try and stop me," I replied.We all left the room and Clive led the way to the wing. It had threestories. Clive said that the top floor would be the staff accommodation,the middle floor was to be the kid's.