"It is not the seat, but it is you, who is swinging left to right. Hold the bar tightly from inside and close the door." Austin instructed the girl making her hold the bar from inside, so that she could close the door.
But the girl was still swinging left to right and even now Austin was confused as to what to do. "Will you be able to do it?" He asked looking at the girl, who was now looking at the pot seat as if trying to hypnotise it.
"Yes! I am just waiting for it to stop moving. Then I will sit on it." Linda looked constantly at the seat in full seriousness, holding the door.
Austin could not help but chuckle looking at the girl and hearing her words. He wished he could capture the moment in the camera and show it to her tomorrow.
"The seat is not moving Linda. It is you who is moving. I'll help you sit on it, in that case." Austin gulped again in nervouseness. He entered the cubicle and closed the door behind him and took deep breaths. He clenched the girl's waist, pulling her close to him once again. His heart was beating too fast now. "Ok! I am making you sit on the seat. You just have to pull up your dress and pee. Then pull down your dress and call me. I will help you wash off your hair, hands and dress. Ok?"
"Ok! Ok!" Linda nodded again.
Austin held the girl's waist and immediately made her sit right on top of the seat. The girl looked at Austin in surprise. "Oh! Wow! You are a genius Austin. The seat was not moving! It was indeed me! Haha! Silly me!!"
The girl then started unzipping her dress from the zipper located near her thigh, their and then. Austin gaped at the opening zipper in shock and his manhood rose again, looking at her openening up dress and revealing thighs. He so much wanted to unzip his own pants right now, or probably his manhood could just tear apart the zipper in just a matter of few seconds itself, if the zipper opens any further.