I pulled up my blouse and bra, letting my big tits flop out. I could hear that someone was in another stall and, as much as I enjoy the thrill of disc...overy, I couldn't really get into it until they left. I waited, rather impatiently, with one hand on clit duty and tweaking my nipples with the other. As expected, that combination felt good so I quietly leaned back and enjoyed my own little bit of foreplay until I heard her finally flush and wash her hands on the way out.I swiveled so I sat. See what’s up. Looks like we could have us some leverage here maybe?”“Yeah. That’s what I thought. The husband will be out from cover looking for work. The two of them will probably have money worries. I think there will be more pressure on his wife, lubrication of a sort. Manfred, I think it’s time to kick ass.”“Like how?”“Like you shouldn’t ask. Look, here are the alternatives.“First, I keep listening to the phone intercepts, but I do not relish having to listen to the collected phone calls. Making it easier for us to fuck around and not get caught. If you play hockey you play rough and some of these wimpy teachers in school don't understand that were not hurting each other. Its just a thrill, brutality, that's why we liked the game too.My sister and her friends hang out in a field nearby behind the art studios, where all the artsy fartsy kids are. I would glance over occasionally, keep saying to myself, I fucked that girl last night. I raped my sister last night. Now that's a. Gorgeous, I tell you. After snapping his fingers a few times, he gets my attention again. “Miss, I’m serious here. I’ve got three rooms left, both rather high-end…” He picks up a piece of paper, stares at it, and then glares back at me. “10 pieces of gold should get you a night.” “Th-that’s…” Choke it out, woman. “A little much.” He glares again, cutting me like a knife. “I’ll have you know, this is the only inn at this town. Have fun traveling a few good miles, during the dangerous night,.