I returned to our room and although excited it was hard to concentrate while I wanked my cock thinking about what they would be getting up to at the b...ar. I was just so tired I drifted off to sleep with a spunky cock in my hand and cum dripping down my wrist. Fast forward to 5am when I awoke to the sun coming in through the shutters and no deb next to me. I was worried now as I realised that if I had been sober there is no way I would have left her there alone. I dressed and walked up the hill. She had one leg up against the toilet paper dispenser, and the other knee against the wall of the stall.I was still admiring her remarkable tits, when I realised what she was doing. She is fucking herself at work, in a bathroom stall! I was too distracted by her moans and her surprisingly hot body to realise this, so my eyes followed her slender arms down to her hot pussy to see what she was using to get herself off. Her one hand was on top of her tummy, palm near the navel, with her fingers. It'll work. Bring it over after school and we'll upgrade out of junk parts I got laying around." My "junk parts," were mostly near new that I had carefully taken from units that had been usually well maintained by whatever agency owned them before I got my hands on them. Everything got torn down, the useable parts were tagged and the rest dumped. Uncle Wayne sends his only nephew, his youngest sister's only son a unit about every three to six months."You're not kidding, are you?" He asked in. The feel of her skin touching mine calmed me down pretty quick. Jordan and Katrina took a few more seconds to recover. I held Cassandra's hand not only because it felt good to touch her, but also to reassure her that I wouldn't let go if she didn't want me to.She pressed my hand to her cheek and said, "I'll help you, Seth. Just don't let me go. I haven't felt like this in a long time, and I'll fight to keep it."Katrina watched us like a fan of a soap opera, waiting to find out what was going to.