Beautiful, yet very stern, I wondered if she was going to give me some money. ‘Come with me,’ she said. ‘I won’t give you any money but I will...give you a good meal. Everyone has a right to a good meal now and then. Please follow me.’ She didn’t look back for me. It’s as though she knew I would follow her. We went into a big house that looked like it was separated into apartments. She opened the door and I entered the building. There were a number of women walking around in what looked like. I will never forget what she said to me.“Maybe if the women around here see me getting some cock, they will quit worrying that I am going to steal their husbands”. I was still apprehensive but I was hard as a rock and she knew it. We moved to the back of her car, she bent over the trunk, dropped her shorts and stepped out of them. She had already unzipped my fly to play with my cock while we were kissing. I moved behind her and pulled it out to fuck her. She bent over further and spread her ass. My trickle had started to subside with the anxiety as I suddenly clenched my buttocks.That’s the thing about nice toilets; you get so engrossed in how they look and what’s in them, that you forget to lock the fucking door. Before you know it some guy is walking in on you.The door didn’t stop opening. “It’s occupied,” I shouted again.My mouth fell open even wider when a stockinged leg and heels rounded the doorframe.I was half out of the seat, reaching for my trousers to hide my modesty when I. She was attractive in her own way. She was no Amazon, but unless the occasion called for it, dressed in a way that might look masculine to some. Clothes made especially for women her size were expensive so she usually shopped the men's department. She was often mistaken as being a lesbian, a situation that made her Bible belt upbringing boil. She was no saint, but thought THAT was disgusting even though she accepted homosexuality. Jack probably felt more comfortable around her because he might.