Mostly, she didn't want it to happen again. "You okay?" He asked, not looking up as he read the newspaper in front of him. "Huh...? Oh, yeah, whatever," she kept toying with her food. At least he wasn't bringing it up. It annoyed her in a way but it helped her keep her emotions in check. "Working late again tonight? My sister might be co—" "No. Tell her no," he was firm, serious. His tone had a sense of finality to it. "What?" "No. She can't. Sandra assumed she had a matching sideburn on the right side of his head. She assumed that he had a right eye too. Suddenly, the young man picked up his coffee cup, looked up right at Sandra, took a sip of his coffee and smiled. Sandra was jolted to attention and smiled back. She could see he had two sideburns and was handsome. The young hipster got up with his coffee, his smile, his dark swarthy euro looks and his sideburns and made his way to Sandra’s table. “Hi, my name is. She occasionally cooked Theo up a steak, and she’d even been considering a Sunday roast - the store (there was only one in town, of course) had a leg of lamb that she’d been eyeing off as she popped in to refill their supplies, and she knew that Theo would like it.She knew that they’d both been fervent vegetarians before coming to Scaphis Valley, and she knew that something was definitely up.She just didn’t care.It was so hard to care about trivialities like New York or vegetarianism, when your. ” She grabbed my wrist and led me directly into the ladies’ room, not even hesitating to see if it was occupied first. Luckily it wasn’t. She then pulled me into one of the stalls and closed and locked the door behind us. She unbuckled her pants and pulled them down just below her waste. She grabbed the back of my hand, spread her legs apart a little, and placed my hand directly onto her pussy. I was nearly speechless. She’d been alone with this man in a public place, fully clothed, and in.