Cindy felt a great wave of resignation wash over her as they completed their walk. "Do you think we'll ever get any sunlight down here?"Jim muttered, ...Not much..." without thinking, but then began to consider the issue. "Certainly not near the winter solstice, but now? Maybe. Let's keep track tomorrow when and where the sunlight is..."Cindy nodded and looked at the high walls. "Yeah, okay. What else is there TO DO? Shit Jim. This situation is so bizarre... Wait a minute! Could this be a dream. I could feel my nipples getting hard, and the sensation started to get me wet. Maybe I could take a toy into the bath with me later. That thought made me smile. The cobblestones made it harder to walk in my heels, so I started getting clumsy and slowing down. I held my posture higher to balance myself and quickened my pace. Noticing an alleyway to my left, I wondered whether I should take it or not. It looked like a short cut, and the cobblestones seemed to change to cold hard concrete. I kept my tee shirt on but tied it in a cute knot making it feel like a feminine blouse and I quickly entered the porta-john. It appeared to have been placed there newly at the end of summer, was clean and hadn’t been used much.My soon to be lover waited about a minute and quickly entered and locked the door. I immediately began kissing him hard on the lips. He responded by opening his mouth and allowing his tongue to enter my mouth. At the same time, I fumbled with the button on his pants as. I was sure they knew by now, but I was close to both of them, particularly Mike, her father. Right from the beginning we hit it off and I really didn't want to lose contact with them, even if their daughter was dumping me."Oh, hello Nora, it's Geoff." Oh, Geoff. I'm so sorry. I just don't understand Joyce. What is she thinking? How could she tear a family apart like that? She said it wasn't your fault ... but ... if that's true, it must be her fault. I'm so upset with her that I can hardly keep.