"I do mate, that's how I feel," he laughed.I finished my pee, zipped up, looked at him, and walked over to the last cubicle and went in and sat down w...thout closing the door. If he followed, it would be my first action in the toilets. I was getting really hard now with the excitement. He was quite fit. Smart, older. Nice cock.. He came in after me and shut the door.I undid his belt and zipper and tugged his trousers and white pants down. His cock sprang up towards me and I took hold of it in my. All I ever had the time to notice was that he was a big looking guy with tousled hair and worry-lines covering his face. To be fair, the reason why I didn’t really see him was probably because he was such a large man. For some reason, I found tall men really intimidating. Weeks went by, and Sam opened up little by little and started playing more and more with the other kids. He and I used to have really interesting discussions about building things, and not a day went by without him. Do you know that it is bad to speak ill of the dead!!" Brady said in an annoyed tone."Ivy is not dead. She is dead. Do you know what is going to happen to all those kids involved in her death. They are all going to be spending the rest of their lives in prison. Imagine if that happened to us. This is no laughing matter!!" Pete sided with Brady.Charles could tell that they were making Alex feel like shit, and from the look on Alex's face, he did feel like shit.Charles didn't want to be right. Now since I am on the sixth floor you will appreciate that I was somewhat surprised."Ouch," he said rather loudly as he finally got through.My indignation was obvious. "What the fuck do you want - who are you, - how did you get in? Get out of here before I call the police."He ignored me - completely and totally ignored me, and that was something new in my experience because everyone noticed me. He strutted, yes that's the right word, he strutted around my lounge inspecting the carpets and.