So what if anyone saw me; I'm the fucking Ghost of Paris and I could do whatever the hell I wanted.Who could stop me?I stalked out of the bathroom, he...ding towards the counter. Miss Cheshire was helping an old woman, using one of those scanners – like the ones you see at the grocery store that shines all of those red lights to ring up your purchase – on the book's barcode. School was still in session and the library was mostly empty; only a few, old broads, part of some sort of club, were. Marni turned on the shower and waited, after a few minutes she could hear them cumming up the stairs, Kari was gigling and telling Darci to wait till they were upstairs. Marni slowly opened the door after about 20 minutes and krept over towards bedroom . Listening and sneaking peeks, she could her Kari moaning, groaning and saying ‘oh God, fuck me’. sneaking a peak she stared in awe as she watched his 11′ cock cum all the way out of Kari’s pussy and then disappear deep inside again. he pushed. I couldn't really see much more even standing at the window, and since this little show was actually costing me money, I decided to make the most of it. I motioned to him to roll down his window. As it whirred down it reveled the woman more clearly, and I could actually see his cock sliding in and out of her cute little mouth. She looked up at me, blushed, and quickly looked back down, but she didn't stop sucking. I was the first one to speak: "So, did she lose a bet, or are you both acting. You notice that I keep my eyes concealed underneath the tipped brow of my cowboy hat. My suspicious nature quiz's you. You walk over to my table and ask me what I would like to drink, and I quietly and sternly reply "whiskey". You return with a bottle of whiskey and you attempt small talk about the stormy weather outside, however I say nothing to you in return. You return to the bar but you consistently look in my direction, puzzled. As I sit and drink my whiskey, a saloon girl sits down.