After she looked there was silence then she whispered in shock. "Bloody hell, Greg! I've never seen one as nice as that. Some woman is going to be ver...y happy with that joy-stick." I was blushing anyway so my face could not get any redder than it was.Millie came to see me too, not as often as Angela, but in some ways I enjoyed her visits more than the ebullient Angela. I was sitting in the chair, there was no need to stay in bed all the time; when Millie knocked the door and entered. She came in. After i started to slide my pants off she gasped and started to giggle. "What?" "Dum dum... were in a dressing room, i can see u in the mirror!" she said, as i looked up to catch her eyes lingering on the bulge in my pants... "oh damnit Christen! you perv... well you might as well turn around if you want to then your gonna see me in my boxers no matter what i guess" i said laughing. She spun around on a dim and flopped down on the bench in the stall. "NO NO NO, she said standing up as i pulled. Me: In today’s time it is not possible to meet ends without putting hard work.Tara: (with a sigh) I wish my husband would think like you. Madam keeps telling me how you take care of her and your son.Me: I must take good care of them. It is my responsibility.Tara: All men are not like you.I sensed a little opening for me there. I thought if she had this kind of thoughts for me, I should try my luck to seduce her. I stretched the conversation further.Me: Tara, my wife appreciates your massaging. I had to take her.I grabbed her slender wrist, her eyes went wide. "Dont speak. Dont say a word".I saw a jolt of fear take over her. It had worked. She remained silent. Shaking.With my free hand I unzipped my fly. The extitment of watching then grabbing had me hard already."On your knees girl"I twisted her wrist. She nodded afraid to speak. I watched as this tall innocent girl slowly knelt... she looked up at me with this big brown eyes."Open up"She was shaking more. A tear in the corner of her.