The showers sat at the end of the locker room, with a wall dividing them from where boys kept their gear during lessons, with two doorless doorways at...either end, leading back into the changing area. It was a long room, a couple of yards across and maybe eight yards long. On one wall were hooks where you could hang your towel, and on the other wall were the faucets and shower heads. The floor and walls were all tiled, and there were drains every few feet. There were no stalls or any other. She kept urging me on, talking dirty and giving me orders like harder and higher and faster.Meanwhile someone had straddled my hips and was holding my cock against her opening. I couldn't see who, since Sherri blocked all my view. The unknown woman eased herself down on me, her warmth gradually enveloping me. She stopped when my cock was fully buried within her, squeezing my cock with her cunt muscles, making me gasp into Sherri's pussy.I could hear other moans coming from the room now, along. “Can you join us?”“I’d love to.”“Let me introduce Sandra Wynne, Sayuri. She teaches anthropology at Macquarie.”“I am honored.”“No, no. Not so formal. I am Sandra. And you are?...”“Sayuri.”“Sayuri is my brother’s girlfriend.”“I’ve met Al. Doesn’t he receive his degree soon?”“In December. But he may stay another year.”“And you, Sayuri?”“I am a visitor at the International Centre.”“And I’m showing her the Gallery.”“Have you been to ‘Our lands’ yet?”“No. That’s for after lunch, along with David. If you're late, you're out of here and the deposit is forfeited. Says so in the lease you just signed. Understand?"We were so glad to have the place that we'd signed without reading the lease, but we figured we'd just have to make the extra payments for about eight months and then we'd be caught up. We spent the next couple of weeks settling into a routine of going to classes, studying in the library, and spending evenings at home. The lease and its extra payment requirement were forgotten. As.