No...the male/female silhouettes meant the bathrooms were unisex - something I had never experienced before. With slight hesitation and much trepidati...n, I entered what must have been the cleanest public bathroom I had ever seen. There was no trough, as would be expected, just cubicles, so I made my way to the furthest one and entered. I finished what I had to do, and as I turned around to leave, I knocked the toilet paper dispenser. It fell to the side like it was only fixed by one screw and. He only worked Monday through Friday. Trevor's body just demanded it. Bleary eyed, he sat up, swiveled his feet out of bed, and to the floor. Arms reaching through the air to either side the thirty three year old man stretched. The muscles in his back responded, waking up as well.Turning his head to the side, he looked over his shoulder as his arms fell back to the bed. His wife's collar was still coiled neatly on her pillow. Right where she placed it the morning she left their home, and flown. ” “Sh-h-h,” I hissed, but it was too late. “Who’s there?” called out Sarah. “We … um… we will be right down.” I decided it was time to let them know that I had heard everything. Well, not everything, but certainly enough to know what was going on and to make a mental note that Sarah would have to be punished severely in our next little private session. She knew the rules ; She was never to experience any sexual pleasures, unless they came at my direction, and under my control. I had a sudden. Eventually, she had regained control of her emotions enough to once again look at the reflection in the mirror. She saw a pretty girl with large crystal blue eyes that sparkled and raven black, shoulder length hair that was cut into messy bangs. She saw saw a good figure with large bosom and curvaceous hips. Even a pessimist like herself could not deny that she had a nice, rosy complexion (not too tan or pale) and a cute little button nose. These were all positive things that many young girls.