For a moment, I caught my breath, then turned back to the peep hole and continued. I couldn't see much above or below the crotch, but from what I saw,... the girl had a pretty broad build. Not chubby or fat, but she would never be slender and thin either. Her butt was nice and round, her belly was a little poochy and what little I could see of her breasts looked like they were rather on the large side. She ran her fingers into her slit, spreading it in front of the hole. Did she know I was there?. "You'd better go," I said quietly, and he did. I struggled to my feet and made my way to the bathroom. I poured hot water into the sink and began to wash my tits, the foam of the soap taking away the remains of my sexual encounter. The trouble was that the massaging and sensation of the water was making me sexy again. As I wiped away the soap I could see my nipples were swollen and needed attention. I pulled them hard looking at the length to which they. Gradually, the grotto began to warm up. Steve pulled his shoes off and placed his feet near the flames. Once they were warm, he put his shoes back on. He gathered fuel until he was simply too tired to move. He lay down near the fire and listened to the wind howl. Steve woke to find the fire almost extinguished. He slowly moved to the old tree and chopped some dead branches of it. He fed these pieces of wood to the fire and nursed it back to a healthy state. Then he gathered more wood and placed. For some reason she is excited rather than irritated. She flashes him an almost sly smile before stepping into a dressing room and drawing the curtain.He picks up a random shirt and walks over to the dressing room area on the pretense of needing to try it on. He already noticed that the store is busy and all the clerks are occupied with other shoppers. Best of all, there is no attendant in the dressing room area, and oddly enough, no line. So he steps toward the room where Kat had entered and.