It was quick and easy for these guys to get in and out unlike the ladies room. I quickly got over my appreciation of why the men's room was more effic...ient and did what I needed to do. I dropped my shorts to my ankles, squatted over the trough, and started pissing a river. My shirt was still unbuttoned so my breasts were peeking out as I was paying more attention to not falling into the trough.I looked around as I was finishing up to see all eyes were on me. A couple of guys were either brave. Do whatever you boys do, you know, give him a hard time. He looks up to you, he'll listen." Sure, Ma."I can't wait until this visit is over, I thought as we finally exited the airport and got onto the freeway. I cannot fucking wait.Mariko had lived in our neighborhood since as long as I could remember. When my brother told me during an online chat that he was dating her, I'd actually been sort of impressed. While most of my memories of the girl were of her being just that-- a little girl-- one. Rachel giggled and tossed her long strawberry blonde hair to the side while her right hand slowly stroked my throbbing penis through the thin material of my long swede skirt. Her eyes were the bluest colour as she looked up at me. Rachel pulled off her strapless black top and I stared in admiration at her huge titties. I leaned forward and sucked her nipples hungrily as my hands lustfully went up underneath her short mini denim skirt and felt how wet she was. I pulled her panties to the side. Rounds were bought. Remembrances and lies flowed as fast as the drinks. Two old friends met by chance ... or not. After the pleasantries had passed, and too many drinks had passed too, Good old Dave put a shoulder to Good old Bill’s stomach and, ascertaining Good old Bill’s direction, threw him over his shoulder and carried him to the designated hovel.The hovel fronted one of those volcanic lava tubes and Dave carried Bill inside.He lowered Bill off his shoulder and stood him on his feet, they.