. but just an average cock to me now at this point in my life. I heard people entering the washroom and talking. I overheard one boy say “you gonna ...et head too” and the other boy said “if the bitch is here I will” and what sounded like a high five. I then saw four feet under the stall door, and Peter did too. He shuffled to the side to give a view to the boys and me via that crack. I looked, and saw eyes peeking in and laughing. Peter kept fucking my face and this audience must have been more. ’ We went to dinner in a little diner down the highway a couple of miles from the motel. I ordered light, just a large salad and iced tea. Shug had a hamburger and fries. I was tickled when he told the tired waitress to hold the onions. ‘How far is St. Louis?’ I asked him while we waited for our food. ‘Seven, maybe eight hours,’ he answered. ‘How about we do it tomorrow?’ ‘Tomorrow’s fine.’ ‘What’s going to happen when we get there?’ I wanted to know. He shrugged. ‘I don’t know. I’ve got to see. But no, that was really Leila, really sitting over there. What should she do? The only way out was right past Leila's table, and if Leila saw her...And then Leila did see her. She was looking right at her, and now she was beckoning Andrea over and, somehow, Andrea was walking, and sitting, and looking at Leila face to face. Leila was even smiling, not the knowing smile she used at work but a strange, quirky kind of smile that Andrea had never seen before."So it's you," Leila said. "I’ve missed. Then, the picked up the sexy white satin garter belt that went around her waist and fastened it, enjoying the way the four sexy garters hung down that would fasten to the sexy white stockings to picked out to go with the lingerie and the dress she planned to wear. The next item were the individual stockings and she pulled the right on over her foot and then smoothed it up over her very sexy shapely thigh. She reached down, fastening the garter in the back of the stocking and then the one that.