Chris took a deep breath he tried to pat his cock and loosened the towel to hide the semi bulge as much as possible. Even with the loose white towel a...round his waist, it was obvious that Chris had some sized cock on him. He remembered how his school mates used to tease him when they first saw it and he guessed who had the last laugh now he thought with some smug satisfaction and he walked towards the showers. The tiled floor felt cold under his bare feet as he followed the sound of running. Instead of shaking it, he bowed and brushed his lips across the back of it. I wasn't really paying attention and he surprised the hell out of me. I yanked my hand away from him."I'm sorry, Senorita. I wasn't trying to frighten you."That voice. So deep and smooth and foreign. For some reason, I wanted to hear him say "Corinthian Leather." I took a closer look at him. His skin was dark, more like a good tan than black. A couple of shades darker than mine got in the summer."Excuse me, Rudolfo, but. This is a true about my co-worker Lailla and me. She is around 26 and married with two kids. Her husband is out of country since last two years and she have to do a job for her livings. We both are working for the same company and are very good friends. When ever we got chance, we go for outing and have lot of fun and discussions on topics of mutual interest. We use to discuss almost every thing under sky including sex. Although she is also deprive of sexual life but she has excellent control. “Hiding yourself.” Heather looked down at herself. “What do you mean?” “Every time you’re not sure about a situation,” Ivan smiled, “you find something to hide behind. I noticed it at the shop.” “Ivan...” Sven interrupted. “I don’t mind.” Heather smiled, though she was slightly uncomfortable again. “Do you mind if I ask you a question?” Ivan said. “I don’t think so. I mean no,” she said, sitting up again and refilling her glass. “Go right ahead.” “Why do you hide yourself?” “I’m still not.