I wonder whether she knows she’s making noise, and then I smile because I know it doesn't matter. I love the sounds she makes. We both hear slowly-c...icking heels on the tile growing louder as the stranger walks toward our stall. I tell my girl quietly, “Don’t you dare stop, no matter what happens. Do you understand?” She nods, and I move my hands to my sides. The clicking heels stop just outside the stall adjacent to ours, and for a few delicious moments the only thing moving is my dutiful pet. Her legs are trimmed yet muscular and tanned. Her eyes as blue as the skyShe moves back to let the mechanic in.He introduces him self as Edward he is in his late forties with slight graying hair at the sides. Edward is dressed in his work clothes all thought they are clean you can see that they are well worn. His tight jeans and checkered shirt open at the top she can see the small hairs on his chest he has well worn work boots.Helen apologies for not being dressed and asks him if he would like. I was hungry as we were not fucked so long.P: in my flat, why? You will be punished for this.A: What?P: I need him to satisfy me as well.(I was shocked to hear from this.)Me: WTF. What is happening A? I can’t do this.P: If you won’t satisfy me, I will call the police and throw you in jail for breaking into my room.A: He will do it. Relax babe.P removed her uniform and got nude and stood in front of us. A came out of the bedsheet and started kissing her. They both started lesbian activities.. Her eyes almost seemed to glow as she looked right through me."Do you remember the first time you met your wife?" she asked. Her face relaxed to a gentle smile. "You were late for church, and you were worried that your mom would be mad. Your wife and her sister and mother were new to the church and they had volunteered to be greeters. You were seventeen, she was sixteen, and you thought she was cute in her yellow sun dress and red sneakers. An older gentleman dropped his hat and you picked it.