I walked out of the booth and she locked the door behind me. When I was in the hall, I felt that really I had to take an urgent leak, so, I quickly we...t down to the men's room. When I reached back to the booth I found the door was locked. I then tried the door where I had left Anita, but it was locked also. Then I went to the booth on the opposite side of my wife's. Most of these booths have peep holes in the walls and as I suspected there was one there to look into Ana's booth.As I looked in. 'Rising Tom' it was.I sat back and stretched, was there anything else I needed to do?Nothing that I could think of.I glanced at the clock, seven o'clock just gone.Well there was no time like the present I thought as I reached for my now anonymous mobile phone.As I punched the number I'd been given into my phone I noticed that my hand was clammy. I let out my breath slowly and hit the green dial button.The ringing tone came through clearly and I held my breath, who was going to answer?"Hello,". She manages to get the front of her pretty much covered when she yells, “What the fuck?? Who’s there??” Then she sees me. “Daddy!! What the fuck?? What the fuck are you doing home??!! And what the fuck are you doing in my room??!!” Her face is nearly beet red along with her neck and upper chest and she looks very angry. I have this sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach that I have just violated her trust.“I’m sorry, princess, I had to come by and pick up some paperwork from my office.” I use. ”“How much time do you need to get ready?”“No more than a half hour,” Nichelle replied.“Set your alarm for five. I’ll call you to make sure you’re up, and I’ll be there to get you at five-thirty.”Kit lay in Nichelle’s bed. She lay beside him running her fingers through his chest hair. The lights were off and the room was dimly lit by a streetlamp outside her window, its stray light filtering around the curtain. Kit caressed her back and buttocks, enjoying the sense of the sweet exhaustion that.