#30052 - ” “Yes,” I agreed “old, but it still takes more beautiful photos I think. I smiled back of course, and she asked my name; I told her, and she said I was ‘very handsome’ and I told her “No, I’m not, but thank you for lying to me em!” She laughed as she filled Bo’s glass with water and moved away, my eyes following and noting an incredibly proportioned slimness about her – well, certainly from the rear view. I turned away in embarrassment, but the flush returned to my face as there were no urinals, only stalls and I was so nonplussed, thinking this was really the Ladies’ Toilet, but the gentle arm still holding my elbow directed me to the centre of three stalls, and that seemed a safe place to hide my red face.