He brought his knee up and caught Karl right in the groin.Karl screamed like a girl and collapsed onto the floor, holding his crotch in both hands and gasping for breath through his mouth because his nose was obviously broken.Mark stood over him, waiting. The smile was gone from his face. It would be hard to describe the look that had replaced it. But if he was looking at me like that I would be terrified.He waited until Karl tried to speak. It took a couple of minutes. Finally he stuttered, "Wha-wha-what the fuck?! W-w-why the hell... ?"Mark bent down and grabbed Karl's lapels again. He drew his fist back and I thought sure he was going to hit him again. So did Karl.Karl screamed and covered his face. He yelled, "Don't hit me again! You broke my fucking nose!"I suddenly realized that I was standing up. I don't remember getting to my feet. I was poised to break them up. I didn't care about Karl. But I didn't want Mark getting in trouble.Mark snarled, "You filthy low-life bastard. How. You know that moment when you just want someone, no matter what? I was hard before she even noticed me watching her approach. Her breasts bounced with her steps, moving in time with her rich auburn hair. Sorry if I’m going on a bit - to this day I can’t believe this ultra hot sex object was there to see me.Light chat, coffee and sandwiches followed. The usual things two lovers do when in public with nowhere to go when they’d rather just get naked but can’t. After a while Lisa suggested we find a loo. It was hard to tell if this was the coffee or the desire talking, so I went with it and we set about looking for one to share. I’d be happy to deal with my erection later so long as my love could relieve the pressure on her bladder.Nothing doing. This was London in the middle of a working afternoon in high summer. Everywhere was mobbed, and the only disabled facilities we could find were being strictly controlled by the station staff. In our innocence we’d forgotten how popular they must.
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