"What is it with you, Mom? Simon cares about her, and she cares about him. There's no need for Connie to change or hide anything about herself." "Emil...." Lydia was calmer now. "I've been around longer. You two always saw through rose-colored glasses. I've seen how things work. People with figures like Connie—and me—have a harder time than more slender people. People with visible disfigurements also have difficulties, let's not pretend they don't." "Connie has a scar on her leg from an accident,. I'm ok with guys wanking off in toilets, no big deal, but this time I just felt a need to check it out.There were 4 cubicles and I sat down in the one next to the guy making the noise, by now he quietened down a bit. Anyway I was a bit stiff myself leaned back and started playing with my cock getting it harder. After a few seconds I could hear him again. He was stroking away not too quick pausing every now and them probably to rub the precum or put some spit on his knob.I was starting to enjoy. He held me tight like he was trying to feel my tits.I decided to play along and was grinding my body against his as discreetly as possible.He responded by holding me tighter.He said to me "you are going to get all these old ladies talking and they already think I am a dirty old man."I said" well are you?" He said "what do you think?" "I know you are." I said laughing. He said"I would like to get you alone and show you how dirty I am."I said "you mean you can still do it?" " You bet I can. Marina 1 walked down the line and placed largeheadphones on each of us before taking her seat and applying herheadphones. I heard a low pitch buzzing noise and then Marina 1's voicecame through saying, "We serve our queen," and we all repeated, "We serveour queen." The rhythmical sounds began and we all starred at the lightsas they flashed and pulsed before us. Once again the sounds shot up involume causing feelings of disorientation before falling back to a lowerand slower level and the.