"Hello, this is Michael Travis," I said.This is the only girl within 1000 miles of you," the nice voice on the other end of the line said."Oh, hi Ruth...ie!" Smart-ass," she said. "It's Amy, Michael. I was reading through this play, and we not only have a few make out scenes. We also seem to be mostly unclothed, wearing only scraps of material we find along the way." I haven't read it all the way through Amy — would you rather be wearing scraps of material or be naked through the entire play?". ” Seconds passed but no further contact was forthcoming. Twice she repeated her simple message but was answered only by a hushed silence. It was then she noticed the window just slightly open. Had not she closed it shortly before getting into bed? She was no longer sure of anything. At that moment, a sudden gust of wind blew the drapes to one side and she gave a small cry of surprise. Sliding out from under the covers she walked across to the window and closed it firmly, checking this. I immediately took a few steps back to get out of the restroom and let the cleaner clean up the place. The cleaner realized I was in there and quickly stopped me from going out. She told me that she had done cleaning the toilets and that she would be leaving. I heaved a sigh of relief as I saw her exited the restroom.The restroom was pretty beautiful, exquisite and quite clean for an office environment. It looked like one of those five star restrooms in fancy hotels. I entered one of the stalls. I love to masturbate and have orgasms. I'm always playing with my pussy and enjoy if other people like to play with it also. My mother and Gerry have been married for the last two years. My mother really didn’t want to get married. She had been married to my father and really didn’t want to get into another committed relationship. My mother is a bartender. She’s a huge flirt and I guess Gerry didn’t trust her at work. He said either they get married or he wouldn’t date her anymore. My mother.