When she opened the lid, she looked straight at the dildo, it was left were I had found it. She quickly turned and looked at me. She asked if I saw th...t when I got the toilet bag out. No reason to deny it, so I told her yes. This time it was Mary who was embarrassed. She mumbled something about that she thought she would be alone in the room all weekend. I smiled at her and told her she could still use it if she wanted to. I could look the other way. Mary did not think it was a funny comment,. "My name's Yvonne by the way," she said."My name is Richard. You're new here?" I replied. I couldn't help butfeel attracted to her, for she was very good looking with long honeyblonde hair."Yes. Just been moved from the third floor," she added.She led me to the corridor where the customer toilets were. Beyond themwere rooms that I knew were staff only (I had seen the signs when makingmy way to the gents toilet.). But the door she took me to was plain, withno signs at all. Inside the room, well. Well I do have a conscience and started to feel bad and when she said she had never let a guy do that but was willing to try with me. I felt bad and lied again by saying no baby it was really an accident. I decided then she had been paid back for her bitchy attitude enough and we proceeded to keep having sex and this is no lie we started at 8 pm and did it all night till 8am but we took short breaks to catch our breaths and drink fluids and during the night I had opened her refrigerator and was. How he loved talking to Shila, his favorite ther****t during his weekly visits. How wonderful her hands felt gently working his weak hand as he looked at her - her long, flowing, dark hair cascading around her pretty face. She had no way of knowing the fantasies playing in his head, as she would talk to him – or did she? He’d look her in the eyes of course, but his mind would wonder to another place. The things he wanted to do to her. How he longed to just play with her body – especially her.