~CASSELBA'S POV
CLARENCE AND I ARE ARRANGING OUR CLOTHES before a small bathroom mirror some minutes later when a group of three women walk in. Seeing us about our 'activities', they send each other a look. I turn to peer at Clarence beside me and she gives a muffled giggle. I wag my eyebrows at her.
If only the women knew...
We'd been standing right where they were but we had been doing anything but talking. I could still feel the magic of my very recent ménage with Clarence on my skin. Her scent was now all over me.
One of the women walks to a stall and the other two engage in a conversation. The one standing right beside me is a brunette with a cropped hair cut, the other is a Blondie with spilling waves of it.
"You know, my husband takes this huge amount from our bank account every year..." the Blond starts.
She's whispering to her friend but that doesn't stop me from hearing them. I have my hands under the dryer as she continues.
