Except for no people but the four of us, it looked like times before the Day. My nurse friend's family was well to do and lived in a similar, though s...aller, place."Maria said, 'Please be seated. Tomas, would you and Dulcenia please fetch us refreshments.' I sat down at a table outside where she had pointed. She continued, 'Tell me your story, Arnold.'"I was glad for this peaceful spot. I told her who I was, why I was in San Salvador, what had happened to me since the Day, and where I planned. This time I definitely shut my eyes, I wanted to enjoy every sense of what he was without distraction. Without thinking I moved my body back towards him, arching my back out my bum so that gently brushed against his groin. I held it there, savoring the idea that somehow our bodies were touching. It is not easy to sense much through denim, but I imagined that I could feel an erection growing. His left arm wrapped around me, his hand cupping my right breast. I could feel his hand gently. I do as I`m told, and you give me a quick kiss before starting the car up again and driving a bit further. When you stop the car again, you undo my seatbelt and come round to let me out of the car, you start guiding me into a building, never moving your arm from around my waist. We walk over to a lift and you guide me inside, when the doors close you lean in and kiss me keeping one arm around my waist and the other trailing down my back, slowly caressing my arse and then sliding your hand. But then it happens. This trip to the bathroom is the one I’m waiting for. She excuses herself without her army, and gets in line at the bathroom door. She dances slightly in line as I approach. I lean in. “Hey, I know how to get to a bathroom on the second floor.”Kira looks at me, slightly dazed. Her pouty lips set in a worried frown.“George has the upstairs entrance locked. Only the main floor is open.” “Nah, George and I are cool. I can get in.”She looks drunk as fuck but still unconvinced..