"John it's too hot," she said complaining."Never mind we don't have time, get in will you," he said turning on the cold water tap harder.He enjoyed wa...ching her body move as she gingerly sat deeper into the foaming water that covered her shaven vagina. Her natural looking breasts now unsupported bobbed up and down sexily."Do you still like what you see?" she asked him once she'd adjusted to the hot water that was soothing her aching joints."I do now," he reminded himself of what she'd looked. Some boys saw where I was heading and formed a sort of comet trail behind me as I banged in the door of the boys' bathroom."Here, hold this." I shoved my backpack in one guy's hands. Grateful I didn't need to wrestle with pants and panties I dove for a stall, plunking my naked ass down on the toilet as another guy held the stall door open, affording me no privacy. Frankly I was so desperate I didn't care. As they watched between my open legs, looking over each other's shoulders like gawkers at. -Why do I always seem to find myself back in this predicament?- he wondered with a sigh. Already his aches were stiffing calling him back to bed. -If Taylor would only return tonight…- he pushed the thought out of his head. She wouldn’t return tonight, Sir Glen’s word was law in this conclave and by all he deemed honorable, he would abide by it. She would return to his side in the morning. But the eerie quiet of his room was disturbing. He had never been alone ever in this conclave. First as a. Her reasonable waist and belly, yes there was a roll, two in fact, one just above her navel, the other - which when naked was starting to droop and mask her genitals, but at her age, after two kids, was well trussed in when dressed, she still turned eyes mostly from the mature guys around, but now and again a youth would ogle her. She was good North East UK stock with an excellent family pedigree as good as the many horses her father owned and trained. Her bum was meaty and I never told her how.