.half an hour I'd guess.After that I closed the connecting door to muffle the sound, turned off the shower, wondered around muttering and then made an...elaborate show of scraping something that could have been a suitcase along the floor and then opening and closing the door as noisily as possible. Then I turned on the TV.I'd kept an eye on next door and watched Eddie having another go at satisfying Carol. He had stamina, but not much else and I could see Carol getting bored again. She played. No not at you... the you feel it he’s looking at your blouse...or rather straight down the gap where you’d only done up a few buttons and you braless breasts... you feel your nipples start to stiffen and see that he can see them getting harder and standing out....Your pussy quivers... you can’t help it you slowly stand up in front of him and he looks into your eyes as you say.... ‘Did you like what you saw??’ he doesn’t speak but nods his head slightly... you slowly raise your hands and as he. "The careful hunter stalks the game," he said to himself quietly.The next day when she came into the coffee shop, Mr. Franklin greeted her with a brief smile, but did not intrude on her routine. In fact, he did his very best to avoid noticing her entirely. He followed her movements using his pad's glass as a mirror as she purchased her coffee, sat at her table, and started reading without a glance at anyone. The time seem to go very slowly, but eventually she stood to leave. Mr. Franklin stood. The guy on the chat was getting really excited as Becky described how she was licking his balls and stroking his cock then he said he had cum and bye. Becky giggled, that was fast. I couldn't hide my boner and was itching to take care of it when Becky turned to look at me and said, I'll take care of you if you promise not to tell anyone. I stammered, what what do you mean? Gawd ur such a fucking idiot sometimes, I'm offering to suck your cock dummy. Really! Yes but you have to do.