The bell alerted her to the customer coming in. She’d have rushed to the front to handle it but that would just get her in deeper shit by Val. Fried... opened the last box.“Oh, hey, hi.” The warehouse was small and it was easy to overhear. “I was in yesterday. I had, uh, the other girl look over these coins.”“Oh, yes, of course.” Val said and Frieda could hear her stepmother wasn’t smiling. Frieda would’ve dropped the box in her hands and rushed to the front. She managed to get it up on the shelf. I laugh, as you cover a gasp with a fake cough as I unzip your pants. I listen intently to the leader of the meeting as my hand starts to pump your hard cock. Slowly up and down, my hand moves, playing with your hard length. You groan. When everyone looks toward you, you look around like it wasn't you and you were wondering where that noise came from too. I look innocently around as well, thinking hmm... What was that? When the leader of the meeting slowly continues after an awkward pause, I. I didn’t know what a glory hole was and he pointed them out to me. There are smooth, round holes cut in both side walls and it took me a minute to realize what he was saying. I still have questions, though. I gathered that the men stick their cocks through the holes and someone in the next booth does something to get them off. But who? And how?I asked Tony, embarrassed about sounding so stupid. He smiled and explained. He said that most of the men get blowjobs from other men. In answer to my. I had researched that name and found someone with that name and about my age, however he had died two years ago.I made my Tuesday appointment with Susan Hawk between my trip to south Austin and my research for a new identity. I found out all the ins and out of divorce. I may have good grounds for a quick divorce, depending on the results of the PI's findings. We were going to have to wait for his results for specifics, but the paperwork for irreconcilable differences can be started and then we.