Again, he smiled. It was an off day, so he put on his $100 sweatpants from Lululemon (his wife bought those, he would NEVER spend that much on sweats ...no matter how much he made), and a nice t-shirt. He checked himself out in the mirror. He had that “executive spread” going around the middle, but he was still built like the football player he was in college. Plus, he had started doing CrossFit about 6 weeks ago, and it was starting to show. He had not attended classes while he was in London, but. "We know you're a man, you do so love to tell us at every opportunity. I've beaten most of the gag reflex out of him, so go nuts." He giggled at his own words.Others got out of their seats, choosing turns, and surrounded the boy.Claude dipped inside Renee, but she was so horrified for Simon, she scarcely noticed.Henry kicked him over, onto his back."Open your eyes," he commanded.Simon did so."Get up."The boy stood, trying to cover himself discreetly with his shirt. His eyes met hers once, and. Once i got inside the smell of piss was nearly overwhelming, you could almost taste it, but i went straight to the urinals anyway. There were to of them long urinals, the ones mounted on the wall, enough room for 3 people each, and they were on opposite walls. No one was there so i went to the far one and got my little cock out and started to have a wank. then someone opened the door. an old man walked in, about 50 or 60, and came and stood at near me. he got his cock out but i tried not to. Heated discussions seemed to be the trend of the day. As soon as I was inside the almost empty restaurant I could hear her voice again. I got a deja-vu feeling, and picked up my phone." ... but I was here in time. And ready to work before my shift officially started." But we have agreed that you will be here ten minutes earlier."Slimy voice. How can a male voice be that slimy? She snorted."And that is just because you could sneak a peek at the female workers changing clothes. I have told you.