I decided to go with the flow and accepted another drink from her. After a couple of minutes Martina had to go to the bathroom, before she entered sh...e told Paul to stop the boring music, and put on one of their favorite movies on his laptop. Paul smiled at her, and obligingly did what she asked. He put on a movie, and I was surprised and not a little shocked when it turned out to be a gay hardcore movie, the type where the pizza boy walks in with a pizza and a second later he is on his knees. Bret confessed to me he hadn't had acigarette in his life, and he mentioned he'd like to give it a shot. Which waswhat brought us to the men's room.I stepped inside and took a quick look in and under the stalls to make sure wewere alone. I grinned and gave him the 'all-clear' sign to Bret, and he steppedinside. "Are you sure about this, Gabe?" he asked nervously. "I got a badfeeling about this." Would you just cool your jets and relax?" I chided. "No one's gonna come in.Leave it to me; I. That was totally unlike the youngest sister called Cindy.Cindy was just barely eighteen and she had actually lost her virginity at an early age with a much older uncle that bounced her on his lap in her swimsuit and it accidently slipped inside at a sharp downhill turn. It had left a memorable impression on her young female mind about avoiding lap sitting when one has no undies on at the time. She took her uncle’s heavy load and smiled back over her shoulder at him wondering if she was doing it. Both were locked.What is this? I wondered. Some kind of perverted Halloween haunted house? Some weird sex game?Regardless, the question was how to get out. Walking over to the doors, I tried in-vain to pry them open with my pocket knife. The doors were made of steel and the walls were made of cinderblock, and it was obvious that no amount of pounding would get me anywhere.||Kneel before me|| the mannequin waited patiently.Tentatively, I stepped over to him, looking more closely. The muscles on.