He rose and rushed over to me, arms outstretched as if to hug me. I felt something on my skin, but nothing really solid. As I involuntarily tried to h...g him in response, My arms grabbed--nothing! I felt a tear drop on my chest and the young man suddenly vanished!Was he really ever there? What touched me--he or the wind? Was the tear his or mine? Was there really another voice?I looked down--the grave stone was real, as was the name on it that he had called me. The young woman had lived from. . well needless to say they were magnificent. I moved towards her rear so as not to be noticed and watched her for the better part of the next hour, and then I saw her make a move towards the bar."Can I buy you a drink?" She turned and smiled and my heart melted."American?" Yes, Commander James Wilson, Naval Attaché, and you are... ?" Marissa, and yes I'll have a champagne cocktail."I ordered her drink and another scotch, my fourth I think, and as the bartender poured them Marissa took a. " Estelle blushed in response. "No matter. I must confess it amused me and I suppose I should give you some credit for entering in to what you imagined would be the spirit of your time here."The two girls said nothing. That encouraged me. Too often my students in their early days feel it necessary to respond to rhetorical remarks. I was happy to have their embarrassed silence."Well, ladies, let us start. Let me explain how things are here. You will, as you both obviously expect, find that your. I made eye contact with a gentleman with snow white hair, and only the slightest of nod in recognition as I passed them and went to a booth at the end of the row. It didn;t take long I heard someone enter the booth next to me and as I dropped a few tokens into the machine I stroked my sloly hardening dick and waited to see if my offering had been accepted. Oh yesss, in seconds a the head of a penis presented itself at the Gloryhole, just hung there and I dropped to my knees so I could worship.