One of the blond guy's hands was on the back of the door of the cubicle. The other was pulling away at his cock.There were footsteps outside. Both guy... stopped and stared up at me, looking nervous. From my high vantage point I looked over at the upper part of the entrance of the toilets. Nobody was there but someone was obviously outside. There weren't any voices, other than the distant voices from the beach and the station. Crew cut got up and climbed onto the toilet, sitting there in a. We laid there for about ten minutes before I felt her hand grab my hard cock."Gawd, you are not afraid, just excited." It is not the storm, but a busty woman laying next to me in bed," I responded.Pamela started to giggle and moved her hand up and down my shaft. Her little laugh changed to heavy breathing as her grip and speed increased on my manhood. It felt so good.Pam exclaimed, "I haven't been with a man since my husband died and I had almost forgotten how it felt. With the storm tonight,. Before she knew it he had one hand on her breast and they were French kissing very passionately, though she never intended it to go any further. In fact at one stage she said 'I think we should go now' but he paid little attention to that.The crucial moment I suppose was when he slipped his hand down to her knee, under her dress, and instead of objecting she opened her legs a little, which he took as an invitation to explore further. Who wouldn't? He was moaning as his hand went further and. Connie, you and Shirley keep an eye on him; drop in at a job site or something. I'll have Social Services make an unannounced visit to the home and see what we can find."As we went back to our desks, Lois handed Connie a sheet of paper. "There was one payment two months ago that might be worth learning more about. $9500.00 went to a church called the Apostolic Brethren. It's on the south side of town, near the trailer court."Connie took the paper and said, "We'll check it out."That afternoon we.