He undid his pants and dropped them. He pulled his cock out his fitted briefs. It was solid as a rock. My pussy was overflowing by now. "Come on girl..., stroke it for me," he said. I slowly raised my hand and began to stroke his cock. His cock filled my small hands, I gripped it tight, and stroked it. "Oh yeah baby, that's good," he moaned. This had me so wet. I stroked his cock with one hand and opened my legs to fondle myself as I fondled him. "Put it in your mouth for me," he said. I looked. The man entered the stall next to mine and almost immediately the holes were exposed. I saw him stroking his cock out of the corner of my eye my cock needed attention so i started stroking my cock as well he motioned for me to stick my cock through the glory hole . I was scared so i zipped up and got the hell out of there. This experience was on my mind so the next Monday i again went to the Men's room when i got there the stall next to mine was occupied. I dropped my pants down around my. But when he opened the door, it was not a closet. It was an entire room filled with elegant garments. Gowns all colors of the rainbow lined the walls, and there were at least a hundred pairs of shoes underneath them. Alec set Diana down on her feet and searched through the numerous dresses to find one that looked, well, slutty. He picked out a strapless, short golden dress. She laughed when she saw it, and exclaimed, “I haven’t worn that in years! It’d never fit!” Alec laughed, and asked her to. And I don’t just mean defense attorneys. I mean the whole bunch. District attorneys and judges included. It’s almost as if, in order to be a good lawyer, you’ve got to have no conscience whatsoever. Only sociopaths make great lawyers. Men and women with scruples don’t last long in that profession. Interestingly, my wife is a lawyer. She mostly handles wrongful termination cases, and cases of racially based harassment and discrimination. When we met, Nancy had a certain fire in her eyes. I was.