I knew why "it" was here. It wanted what I had and I had the intention to give it away. The next few weeks were normal. I would get up and feel "it" d...ift by. It was on November of that same year that I finally found out what "it" looked like. "It" started to form in front of me, which presented me with the fact that "it" was a he. He was well built. He pulled me closer to him. I could feel his warm breath on me. He stood over me by about a foot. I could feel his bulge pressing against his. And didn't seem to much care. He had my check in hand and was gone the first time I turned my back to ponder another few further questions.Thanks for nearly nothing asshole! I now had less than $300 in my checkbook and as far as the great treasure hunt was concerned I wasn't a penny the wiser!Jason's interior restoration job was really only about half done but I was out of money. I could owe him, I supposed, but neither of us really wanted it to work that way."Ok, I'm tapped out." I warned him. I grabbed my things and followed her into the empty toilet. The toilet was clean and smelt nice as we entered one of the two cubicles. Once the door was closed, she kissed me… tenderly and sweetly. My god she tasted good. I fingered her hair as my tongue dipped into her mouth, now with a little more urgency. We knew we didn’t have long and we both wanted it so so much. I could feel her hand cupping my little breast, searching for my nipple that was now getting hard under the silky bra I was. “Briefly. You really hit the wall hard. I saw the whole thing.” Still sounding a little shaky she said, “Oh god. I had no idea.” She paused to collect her thoughts after the revelation, then continued. “Well, I think I’d still like to soak in a bath for a bit. You sound like you know what you’re talking about, so if you’re really concerned, and if you wouldn’t mind, then perhaps you’d wait here. Just for a few minutes. Would you do that for me? If you’re okay with it just look in occasionally.