After my day with my aunt I was feeling uneasy to face her directly so I was feeling little hesitant to see her as I said before my aunt is one of my ...om’s best friend and my aunt too had lot of friends in our locality. One day I got a call from an anonymous number as I lifted the call I was shocked. It was a lady of our locality and she is the best friend of my aunt. As I lifted the call she directly asked me to be in her house within 10 min before I say anything she kept the call. I was. Anybody standing at the sinks, or drying their hands, or fussing with their hair, can, of course, just "happen" to glance over at whoever's at the urinals ... sometimes get a good look, sometimes not ... sometimes the good looks are intentional, sometimes accidental. Directly behind the wall at the end of the short "hall" ... and right across from the urinals, are three toilet stalls. Two regular sized, the third, at the far end, the handicapped stall. Steel dividers, no glory holes, but more. The i created a yahoo id for her. After that the real game starts.I asked aunty about the time of her browsing. At that time i bunked my class and go to internet and had chat with aunty with an unkonwn id. After two or three days our chating lead to sex. She told everytghing about her desparate sex life. Her husband cannot satisfy etc., she was very much interested in chating sex. Then i asked can’t she look for another option like another man or so? She said that is not possible because my. ’ Carson looked puzzled but took her to his car and she grabbed her one bag of groceries and ran home without looking back. With the door firmly shut behind her, Lauren sunk to the floor and cried. She wasn’t quite sure what really triggered it. If it had been Carson’s admission or just the kiss… but that wasn’t the important issue at hand. She hugged herself tightly and then carefully got up, leaving her wet things by the door, forcing herself to put her groceries away. Ignoring all the plans.