"Where" she said, "I don't know, down by the church maybe".She spoke to her friend and after a couple of minutes she said "Ok I've got half an hour be...ore the bus comes", and with that she walked towards me. We set off towards the church and she told me she has four c***dren by three seperate men and no-one to share her life with, they all do what they want then fuck off and leave her."How old are you" I said "23" she replied, "You?" "44" as we walked closer towards the church. When we got. "Hey, nobody else ever complained," I said with a smile to let her know that I was taking it in good humor."That's because I'm not trying to get into your panties," she said with a smile."Too bad," I answered as I began to walk. She quickly caught up with me."I saw your show the other night. You are one tough old bird." she said."Oh, I don't know about that. Remember it's just TV." I said."I thought it was all filmed live," she said."Yeah hidden camera shit mostly. I do some on camera. They started kissing again, embraced each other again, caressed each other again, pressed their sweaty, energy-spent bodies against each other again. For all of what I had witnessed, the passionate, shameless, guiltless, fucking, this seemed intimate. It was too intimate, too private. It made me uncomfortable to watch. I was embarrassed to watch it from right beside them. I slipped back to the chair I was sitting in before I had crawled to their bed for my close-up look.Ken and Marie. . that’s not going to happen, just yet” Donna replied. “First you’ve got to satisfy one of us.”“OK,” I replied, “How can I do that?”“Well, Donna replied, parting my outstretched legs with her stiletto attired foot, “Let’s see what we can do to help you.”Donna bent down and unfastened my belt, pulling it from my trousers. She wrapped the belt around her waist and fastened it on place.Valarie dropped to her hands and knees beside me, as did a very skinny, but big busted, cat-masked co-worker..