I wasn’t able to see the timer, so Andy said the elapsed time every 10 seconds. 20 seconds were no problem. After 30 seconds I felt the need to brea...h, after 40 seconds I started to feel the lack of oxygen. The urge of breathing rose, after 45 seconds my belly contracted, but my lungs didn’t fill with air. I felt my head turning read, tears running down my cheeks. After 50 seconds, my whole body tensed. The ropes dug deep into my flesh. How should I survive 10 more seconds? Andy counted every. That is, Conner was the first of four blow jobs I was planning on giving that day. So, one down, and three more to go!Number Two: RobertAn hour and a half later, right on the dot, Robert, my next glory hole visitor, made his apperance!Robert, like Conner, was in his early 20's. He'd said he wasn't gay; and that he had a girlfriend; but that he liked a good blow job, and she wasn't interested in doing that, so...Robert rarely spoke during his visits, and this time was no different. However, he. Yeah, well,it's, like kinda hard to explain but my head went all dizzy and stuff,and then I, like, remembered everything all at once and it was allnausee....nausemati... like, my brain hurt, but then it all became allreally nice and I felt all happy, y'know?"Abby looked at Bob with her cute little nose wrinkled up, hoping for aresponse to her question. Bob didn't answer and instead looked back atAbby with furrowed eyebrows of a little confusion and not insubstantialconcern.But that's OK thought. (I wonder why.) Anyway, since I had just conducted my big experiment, I thought today would be the day that I found out if I still had a best friend or not. I decided to make breakfast for the three of us to try to lessen any hard feelings. Also I needed to gauge the final reactions to know if I should leave town or not after using the trance effect. The smell of fresh coffee roused my housemates. Both had a warm smile and contented look on their face. I also noticed that neither of them tried.