As soon as the cubical doors were closed she began working herself up again taking her jeans off and pulling her slightly soaked panties down to gain ...etter access. The dirty walls and floor of the bathroom only adding to her excitement. As she began rubbing harder. The sounds of the other cubicles being used fueling her imagination as the sound of piss dribbling into the toilets filled her mind. The sensations between her legs and her growing fantasy building so much her legs began to quiver. On either side of my asshole, there was an initial-on one side an R and on the other a G. He grabbed up another gob of Vaseline and coated the new tattoo and said "Be sure to keep it coated with Vaseline the first few days till the scab comes off." "Don't worry; we'll keep his ass well lubed!" Gary said.The tattoo guy kept staring at my spread open ass. Then started fumbling at his crotch. I could tell he was pulling his dick out and Ron finally said, "Geeze, you need a license to carry that. .um..your size sweetie. They were severely constricting and we we’re just making sure everything is healthy down there.” She ran her fingers through my hair with a soothing smile trying to reassure me everything was ok. “..Am..am..I dreaming Mom?” I asked with a groggy moan, trying to give my mom an easy out. I did this in case it was awkward for us later, I could play the dream card and ignore what happened. “Oh sweetheart..shh..just rest now. Everything will be ok, just shut your eyes.. “Very well, ten guineas and ten more if she pleases me,” Mr D’arcy offered.“Done,” Mr Bennet agreed delightedly, “Ring my bookmaker forthwith.”“Father the Telephonograph has yet to be invented, “ Jayne reminded him.“Oh yes damnit, fetch my boots!” he retorted.Mr D’arcy duly handed over the ten guineas.“Up the stairs, first on the left,” Mrs Bennet directed.“Miss Bennet?” Mr D’arcy graciously invited Eliza to take his arm and she led him to the stairs.“Do you propose to seduce me Mr D’arcy?”.