We met near my gym, fifteen minutes after the German (a gorgeous, if pneumatic, blonde trainer) finished beating the shit out of me. (I usually work out almost every day; today was the first time I'd set foot in a gym since before Christmas.) I was freshly showered, clean, feeling good. L sauntered in, wearing tights and a skirt, and two or three flouncy tops layered, and sat three seats down from me at the bar.
I texted her: "Go check out the bathroom. See if it's suitable for sucking me off. And bring back your panties in your hand?"