"Of course. You'd be very welcome."There are places where those who are open to such things are closer to the spiritual realm. Some, not all, churches... have it. Many, perhaps all, stone circles and henges have it. Some places are that for an individual or a small number of people – what one writer called 'a trysting place with God' – others are that for anyone who is aware. Perhaps, as some think, there is something mystical about a particular place, and that's why the stone circle, henge or. And my mind quickly accepted this I looked at him smiled and shrugged my shoulders. ‘What can I say’,I said then reached down and picked up the magazine,squeezed past him,and carried on to the cubicle at the end of the stalls and shut the door. Funny thing is I still managed a wank…How about that! One of the most erotic wanks I ever had was with my long term partner now. It was only about the third time we ever slept together and i was not sure how she would react if i suggested I have a wank.. "Hello mate, Mr Phillips?" That's him over there in the black suit," pointing across the loading bayFollowing the guards extended finger Dan spots a tall, slender man in his mid-fifties. His tailor made suit was a perfect fit but he was sure the smell of raw sewage did not come free with it. Looking down the trouser legs, it was plain to see that he had been in the vault. No doubt jumping up and down in blind panic watching the banks crisp notes turn brown and disintegrate in front of his. She wondered what was going on behind those doors. She realized that she had to know, and that she was finding the situation sexually arousing. ‘How odd,’ she thought. Natalie opened the door, marked “Empty”, to the end booth and stepped in. The first thing she noticed was the smell. It was like unwashed bodies; more accurately, unwashed male bodies. It reminded her of boys’ basketball practice after a couple of hours of hard court time. Having been a cheer- leader.