Turning, she pulled the other one on. It was a naughty black number that had open cupped breasts and was crotch-less. Giggling, she opened the door and stepped out, both men smiling widely. Steve's eyes were devouring her, as were Don's. He smiled and shook his head, gesturing toward the booth again.
"We better get going," he prompted. She smiled and nodded. Turning, she went back in and noticed something that she hadn't before. There was a small sliding panel in the wall to the booth next door. After she got her clothes on, she opened it and saw a small hole. Curiously, she looked through and saw just another wooden panel on the other side. She stood up and looked out, seeing Steve still hanging around.
"Steve, honey," she said. "What's this for?"
He looked in and saw what she was poin
