It was more of an order now than an invitation. I don't know why, but I complied. I think that part of me wanted to see, wanted to feel their lust for...each other, to find out what the hold was that he had over her. I moved into the room and closed the door."Don't stop, bitch!" said Michael with a smile. Having seen me enter the room, Mona had started to raise her head but Michael hands were entwined n her hair and pushing her back down onto his thick weapon.I winced at his choice of words to. It felt nice, it felt warm, and it felt secure lying with him like this. Lying in bed with a man as I had not done for years. Feeling the heat and firmness of his frame, the hardness of his dick resting on my hand. While my mind was having this fight with itself about the propriety of what was happening, I felt Mark’s fingers push ever so lightly on my breast. Finger manipulations that certainly could happen u*********sly while one slept. Or so I reasoned. Then again I did something I could not. I am glad i recorded it all to re read and remeber all the fuzzy details i still masturbate thinking about it now more and more often. So recently not searching but maybe subliminally I am cruising mens rooms at random locations and purposefully standing away from the urinals to show what maybe interested men i am willing. After close to a year of this behavior in a walmart restroom I found a middle aged man gazing at my cock as I shoot my stream. I couldnt believe it finally I thought so. Revealing herself to the florid and empty facility stands the assassin, Tsyr Ker, naked and reborn. She crackles with electricity as the energy of her newfound power steadily flows over her. She holds up her hands in front of her face and looks at them with eyes of the bluest ice. “By the gods...” she whispers into the silence.You’re going to be amazed at the things you’ll be able to accomplish now.“She drops her hands and spins toward the other container looking for Rythern. He isn’t there..