“Bill I can’t go in there it the man’s toilets!” she exclaimed.“Kim look at the place , there is no one around its out of the way and its ne...ver used, whose going to see you?”Kim had an idea what was going through his head . Maybe he just wanted to shag her in a risky place. That made her smile and she giggled as she followed him inside. It wasn’t so bad inside. It needed a good coat of paint but it smelled ok and had obviously been recently cleaned. Bill let her to the middle cubical in the row. .. old Tony's a coward and a bastard. Fine... any way you want it..." He gazed at her, still appraising, his hard blue eyes raking her soft luscious body with obvious salaciousness. "But he sure knows how to choose lovely women... and evidently win them." So?" she said, without a trace of emotion. "Just what the hell do you want, M'sieu... whatever-your-name is? Did Antoine send you here... ? Or maybe you want a handout... or could it be a little female companionship? Whatever, you've come to. Slowly, gently, you lifted my face, catching my eyes again. Joy like none other shone from you as your lips gently brushed mine. I trembled, swaying as euphoria washed over me. ‘Let me hear your voice,’ you whispered, cupping my face in shaking hands. ‘I’ve waited so long.’ I placed my hands over yours, needing to feel more. ‘You’re here…now…’ I managed. Your lips met mine again and all thoughts fled, replaced by desire and passion. My hands slid down, unbuttoning the buttons on your uniform,. "Britt, act like you're looking for something on the backseat. We're being followed. It's tan or cream and stays back."She did and came back up with a small nothing that she dropped on the front seat floor. She said, "Right. I see it. Should I call 9-1-1?" Let's wait a moment. I have an idea. It may flush whoever it is but it will verify that we are being followed." I turned my right turn signal and slowed. At the next block, I turned right. I did it again. We were followed. I went two blocks.