There are also five booths that have glory holes in them, except one that I imagine is for more privacy. Since you pay admission, the movies just play...on a loop on a small t.v. and there is no need for money. I notice that there is one booth already with a closed door and enter the one next to it, closing and locking the door behind me. I sit in the chair, and from my vantage point, I can see someone through the glory hole in the next booth. Trying to gauge who was next door, I look down. After the arrangements were made I dimmed the light in my home and lita great many candles. I knew it would take him about 10 minutes to getover to my place. I paced around smoking my cigarette thinking abouthow I would be during this experience. He had told me this was anunexplored fantasy of his. He insisted he was not gay but he thought hewould enjoy the company of a crossdresser.I finally began to relax and sat on my couch. 5 minutes later a knockwas at the door and I simply told him to. Then I went out and bought, like, a gallon of lube and a strap-on that suited me. But seriously. Lube.Woman B: Just lube. It was an extremely smooth, small dildo. It was the size of, like, maybe two tampons together, or maybe even only one. It wasn't that big.Woman C: Took our time! Regular foreplay, lots of stimulation, fingering to loosen things up. It was important that he was really turned on beforehand. Were there any challenges once you got going?Woman A: Height difference? Being a foot. Paul looked deep into her orgasmic eyes. He saw her pupils dilate as though in surprise, straining against the impossible, wanting to close. Even so, her bold, wanton determination in keeping them open for him as she came, took on superhuman effort as she sat staring at him, and he... at her.Paul looked up just in time to see their waitress heading in their direction. He reached for the coffee cup, though any item on the table would have sufficed as a signal. He began to pull his hand away,.