"Not really" I said"Not really?" she asked again."I mean I react or men react to girls that they like." I said."Then you like me?" she gave me a prett... cute smile as she ask me again while still touching my nipple."Ahh yes of course I like you, your my niece." I answer back."You mean if I am not your niece you don't like me." Mitch asked with a sudden change of facial reaction."Ok I like you because you are pretty." I said and then she smile and lean over me."Do you love me or just like me.". We caught up with some small talk and she wondered what I was up to on this particular night. I told her I was working until around midnight. "I'm going to be at Bobby's Bar. You should come by." I can do that. I won't make it until around 12:15." I'll still be there."So I finished up my work early and wound up seeing her at the bar around midnight. She looked incredible in her tight jeans, leather jacket and a top that showed her tremendous chest. She definitely had an edge to her, and the. So what is a guy to do? Well, after an excruciatingly long month and a half without sex, I had to do something. So I did something I never thought I'd do. I went to the local adult bookstore where I soon found myself in a booth in the back watching a movie. I learned rather quickly about something called a "glory hole." It seems that these places have holes in the walls at about waist level in order to allow your cock, or someone else's, to pass through from one viewing booth to another. I may. She was exhausted; she leaned towered me to let her head be rested on my little shoulder, to drop-off in a restless sleep.I was exhausted either, I leaned my head to be rested on hers, not to drop-off in a sleep, but to feel the softness of her hair with my face, and to let my spirit soaring high in sky of a fancy world. I was resisting any kind of desire to drop-off so I can spare no moment with out enjoying that wonderful nick of time.Mean time I was thinking about every trifle moment of that.