.. okay, so I pissed in the shower, but, hey, that was easily fixed by more water. Once I was under those hot jets, I began singing to myself, only to... suddenly notice that I wasn't alone. There was a silhouette of a woman showing through the shower curtain, so I pulled it back enough to see my rather sassy and kinky girlfriend ... no, scratch that ... fiancee ... Tamara. Tamara Katarina Dragovic, a lovely former refugee from Sarajevo, Bosnia-Herzegovina, as it happened. Well, she had been a kid. It was a case of ?I am Spartacus? if everthere was one. They were as good as dumb, pleading inability to speakEnglish, and Lestrade had no command of anything other than East EndCockney.Lestrade hated circuses. He thought that men in tights were probablydeviants, the women showing their legs were probably whores, and theclowns were probably thieves hiding from the law in a colourful disguise.He hated the stink of animal droppings and the unwashed humanity. Hedespised the fakery around magicians. He said, "Stop it all of you! You think its right tomake fun of someone with a problem when they can'tchange it or make it go away?"Riki, Tavi's best friend asked, "Are you seriousman?"Tavi just glared at Riki. He was appalled that one ofhis friends would act like that. "I am dead serious."Holly, all this time was wondering why Tavi wouldhelp her. He already had very good grades, so why...Eric, a really fat boy said, "Oh forget this loser,his bum parents are dead so he would latch onto arock if. He then lifted his hand to his mouth and stuck the fingers inside, sucking them, then licked his palm a few times and, just as my flow of piss ceased, moved his hand back down to slowly wank my dick, which was fully-hard in moments. Fuck, he felt good.He released his soft grip and backed up a couple of steps. That grin again. He licked his lips, nodded with his head towards the three empty cubicles lying a few feet away with their doors open, walked into the one furthest from the main entrance.