He was young, maybe mid twenties, with short blond hair, a baseball cap and a hoodie. Cute, kinda sexy. He smile back and said "Mind if I watch?". I ...shook my head just a little, indicating that I didn't. I pissed for a long time, I really had to go and the hard on made it tougher. He stood silently next to me. When I finished I stuffed it back in my pants and zipped up, I consciously turned towards him and smiled as I moved toward the wash basins. He walked beside me. We washed our hands. The lady came up behind me and said, “Stay there and warm up. Would you like some tea or coffee?” I turned my head slightly, saw her in the corner of my vision, and said, “Coffee please.” I rubbed my hands together and held them to the fire. It felt so nice, so comforting. I rubbed my face with my warmed hands and I began to regain some control over my cold shivering body. The fireplace was big and the fire really did radiate a lot of heat. I looked around the room and saw pictures and. Exposing just the tip, I kissed the wet, slippery head and he moaned his approval. Emboldened, I pushed his jeans and briefs down to his knees and wrapped my hand around his shaft. The heat of his chest paled in comparison to the heat of his cock. The skin was taut and smooth and I marveled at the electric tension humming just below the surface. When I held it lightly I could feel each beat of his heart as his cock pulsed. I leaned in and wrapped my lips around his fleshy head and heard a sharp. "Charlotte," Wilco said as we were about to exit the room. I turned around to see Wilco facing me, smiling. "You won!" Huh?" I said, perplexed."It was a test! You passed!" Wilco said, holding her arms up."Huh?" I repeated."Come in Ms. Wilkinson," Wilco said, facing a door. The door opened and the woman I had ran into yesterday in the dark tunnel came out smiling."Pleasure," the woman said, extending her hand."Wormstrum!" I said."No, no," Wilco said. "This is Ms. Wilkinson. She works for me. I.