.." I know what you're going to ask Carol. Imagine we went for a walk somewhere, and we rounded a corner to see three large rocks, would you expect me...to say there were three rocks, or four? I don't count the Earth as a rock. It kind of could be counted, but it's too big. I'm the same with my secrets. My Big Three Secrets are like those three rocks. You can work out the rest of my meaning yourself, because that's ALL I'm going to say on the subject. I'm EXTREMELY uncomfortable about it, so. I took some photos. You kept asking me to move along and join you elsewhere (just suggesting kindly that we keep going) but i stayed put just soaking it up. So you came to join me. You couldn't tell me what you saw because I'd hyperventalate and go full blown panic. So you searched for a nice way to handle things. You saw a spider the size of a 50 cent peice sitting just half an inch from my hand. When I wouldnt move, you moved the spider. Nonchalantly making it scurry away. Eventually we did. I took him by his hands and we awkwardly swapped positions in the confines of the stall. I ran my hands over his smooth, stockinged legs, going in little circles at the part of his thighs that weren't covered in nylon. I could see he especially liked that as his cock bounced up and down inches away from my face! My hands moved around to his buttocks, stroking them gently through the thin nylon knickers before working the under his perineum, feeling his hard erectile tissue through the flimsy. To be a normal woman who didn't need to act out her panty drenching fantasies.I might have actually listened to my brain if I had not seen her a moment later. The dark complexion of the girl I had come to see was unmistakable. The girl who I had been watching walk up and down these streets for almost a month. The black girl I had chosen to abuse my body tonight like the black girl in high school never did.Turning off my brain, my foot presses on the gas. Rounding the corner I move the car.