Lifting her hem higher he replaced them with his fingers. Dancing along her inner thigh teasingly going slowly higher. “Wider! I want your legs fart...er apart.” She didn’t do this fast enough so he grabbed her by the knees and forced them apart. She moaned and bunched her fist. Slowly he started tracing the outline of the corset. Gently scratching her inner thighs and the juncture at her crotch. The opening of her crotch had her labia exposed like smiling lips, the silver jewelry shining with. I admitted that I could not see what two women could do for each other, but then I remembered my experience with that pedophile. I guessed that I just did not have enough information about people's feelings about sex to form an opinion.From what little I had learned, I was certain that I could not be of much help to Miss Archer if she would not talk to me about her problem. But how could I get her to trust a 13-year-old boy? The answer was simple: I couldn't! This was how "The Vigilante" was. I was turned on again and made sure she knew it. I put my erection against the crack of her ass and pulled her to me. She moved her feet apart which gave me room to let my cock slide between her thighs where it came to rest against her pussy. She started rocking her hips, sliding her sex on mine. She reached behind me and grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me against her as hard as she could. I could feel her cunt swelling and getting hot. She held her face into the stream and let the water. This day was to change things. The restroom was not large, with 2 cubicles next to an open urinal. There was also a larger cubicle for disabled people near the entrance. I walked in and noticed that the door in the cubicle next to the urinal was closed. I unzipped and pulled out my cock ready to pee and noticed a movement next to me. I looked across and saw a small hole in the wall to the cubicle at cock height, at first nothing seemed wrong and then I noticed there was a movement behind.