Frankly, he was right; why was I here if itwasn’t to get.fucked?Suddenly, I felt quite brave. “Where are you?” I asked.“Right ...ere in front of you. Go ahead, the path is wideopen.” I understood the double meaning of his words.“Come on, all you have to do is take a few small steps,and you won’t be all alone.” My body moved forward. Halfa moment later, my knee grazed what felt like a sofa.“Mmmm, there you are. I thought you’d never. She said in a hushed tone, "Listen. Be very, very quiet, and listen." Okay," I said loudly, smirking."Shh!" she said, and we giggled again, and then we sat very still. Soon I whispered. "There's so much snow comin' down, but it's so quiet." No," she whispered. "You can hear it falling. Listen."We stayed perfectly still. In the night outside the window the entire project was covered in a thick, globby blanket of white. The snow fell with a dreamlike lazy slowness, but so densely it made the. They covered everything in the booth. Jesus, he may as well have sprayed a garden hose full of cum over that place. I don't know why, but I wiped up most of what covered the toilet seat and flushed it, but I left the rest. But that wasn't the end of it. I left the john and went out to the pinball hallway, and there was the guy, just leaning against the wall. Of course he knew I was the one that had been in the john when he jacked off, and he was watching me. I was too young and too nervous, and. He offered the pipe to CJ as he held the potent smoke in and smiled as he gazed at CJ’s partially exposed breasts. She blushed a little as she realized her robe was open and she apologized as she sensuously pulled it closed and loosely retied the satin belt. She took the pipe and took a nice hit before handing it back to him. He knowingly smiled as he spoke, “I guess it was a long night for you I see…” He paused just for a moment then said, “And from what I heard you very much enjoyed it too….