I told meenu use our bathroom. Then she told ok and went inside the bathroom. We have a different bathroom style window in between bathroom and toilet... Just she went inside bathroom and I followed her and went inside the toilet.Actually it was western toilet in our house. I close the toilet top. And stand on that top and saw the bathroom window. Awesome view of nude 27 yrs old women. A perfect cup boobs and her unshaved pussy. I got shivering in my body and started sweating. My hands started. Who else would see you like this and not laugh at you... not be repulsed... not run away... I accept this of you... and only me. Your skirt drops to the floor, revealing your hard cock, pressed against your stomach inside your thong, the head slightly escaping the waistband. You stand there, feeling vulnerable in heels and panties, feeling ridiculous, yet aroused. I tell you to take off your heels. I make you kneel before me. I take off my top and make you feel my breasts. I make you admit that. She had to keep herself under a bit more control than this. Grabbing some paper, she dried herself off, dabbing all around, cleaning her thighs. Intent on changing her mind state, she sat up, waiting while she peed like a normal girl, and carefully cleaning herself dry a second time, left the stall - washing her hands, before heading out to the park.Minutes later, sitting at the same tree, Niki picked thoughtfully at her packed lunch, waiting, hoping, praying that Cyn would show up. She knew. A tall mousy-haired lady waved at Margaret from the floor and the young solicitor strode over. "Hey, this is ... er ... this is Annabel. She's just come up from London."Annabel gulped as the three women sized her up, holding her baby on her hip. "Hi," she muttered."Hey, sit down," Margaret told her and then introduced Lucy, Pauline and Edith." Is that your sports car?" the mousy-haired Lucy asked and Annabel giggled."Umm ... sort of. It's my boyfriend's. Well ex-boyfriend's. He'll want it back.