Her room was bigger than mine. There was no way I could fit a loveseat into my room. That said, my room at the new house would be much bigger.“Grab ... seat, I’ll just be a minute,” she said with a smile, and a twinkle in her eye.She disappeared down the hall and I sat on the loveseat and considered what was going on. Perhaps we were going out. Perhaps her parents were leaving. Well, she said trust her.She came back a minute later and said “I got a letter from Birgit. I called her on Sunday. ” The woman smirked, saving the picture for later.Eating a pig in a blanket from his plate, Boston grinned from behind the cowl. "You know the moment he sees that photo; Bruce won't let me do this ever again, right?" Pffff, worth it."Seeing the doors to the hall open, everyone turned their attention to the procession of amazon warriors marching forward, their polished armor shimmering like mirrors to the lights overhead as did the shields they bore, reflecting the faces of the Justice League. It was pitch black back there, but I managed to find a booth, enter, and then, lock the door behind me. I put a dollar into the machine, and selected a movie. The screen put out enough light to see, and I noticed there was no glory hole. It didn’t matter, because no one else was there anyway, and I felt like I had complete privacy. I had tried a few glory holes before, and it was kind of interesting. It amazed me that some anonymous person wanted to suck my cock. Every time I stuck my dick. .”“It’s no problem,” Veronica says quickly. “I know exactly how you feel.”“You do?”“Yeah, I’m actually a lingerie freak. I buy it every time I see something I like. Some women have a shoe collection, I have a lingerie collection.”“Then you’re an expert.”Veronica smiles and watches as the brunette takes off the skirt and blouse. When she is done, she is standing wearing a black sheer suspender tank body stocking. There is nothing left for the imagination and best of all her beautifully thick.