“Uh, yes, ma’am. Harold Murphy. Please to make your acquaintance.” Murphy’s pale Irish skin bloomed red. Moe had never seen this side of the g...y, the side that went all squashy with manners. Beautiful dames could be powerful. “Officer Murphy, this man has been through a great deal. I won’t allow you to upset him.” “No, ma’am. I wasn’t planning to. But I do have to ask him a few questions.” “I’m trusting you to be a man of your word.” She gave Murphy the Mother Superior look and then turned to. Back, white, brown, in suits, tracksuits, workwear, wearing flatcaps, baseball caps, helmets. All seemed to be heading – the interesting ones anyway – to the station toilets.There were eight cubicles, and hs ducked nervously into the sixth and locked the door. He was already hard, so had to bend his knees and tip his body forward to piss straight into the pan. He noticed movement to his left-hand side. There was a puddle on the floor, in between the two cubicles, and in it he could clearly see. I quickly flashed my mom another forced smile, then turned to Sarah."Ready?"The other girl nodded, sliding off the stool and putting her cup on theisland."Thanks, Mrs. D. I'll have her back home immediately after the meeting."Mom nodded with a smile. "Just drive safe, girls." She started to turnaway, but quickly faced us again. "Sarah? Be sure to remind your motherthat dinner is Saturday at seven. I mentioned it to her at bridge theother day, but you know how she can be." I'll be sure to. Soon we were all comfortable with the situation, and with our own bodies. Few of us had the classic porn-star body, with bulging pecs massive dicks and heavy balls. But it didn't matter.Second, the women showed as much variation in their racks as we did with our junk. Of course, I'd seen a few naked women before in the flesh and hundreds more in porno, but I wasn't prepared for how each woman's breasts were unique to her. The fifteen women were representative of that variation, from Doris's.