He spoke softly and said that is what the hole is for...that and for people to play with each other with out any inhibitions or worry about being seen...or recognized. Then he asked if I had ever touched another mans cock before. I had to admit that I had not. He asked if I would like to touch him and stroke him like I do myself. I didn't know how to reply. I was again curious thrilled and scared all at the same time. It wasn't long that curiosity got the best of me and I reached out and touched,. .." Wait! Wait, I ain't through yet! There's a school, over in Manhattan, is the best trainin' for radio available on the whole east coast, 'swear to God! It's a' easy train ride, from Nutley. You can go in, weekday evenings, go to school there, at night. They got Saturday courses, too, all day long, and you don't got to work, at the station, on Saturdays."Now. This school, I kid you not, it's the best! You don't need to take my word for it! I'll give you the names of radio people that know it. The cunt always knew she deserved any punishment the Master gave her, she should try harder to do things right for Him. Once this was done the Owner would get showered and ready for His friends. The cunt would set up the poker table during this time. when the Owner was ready he would call cunt to him and he would play with this cunts clit to make her hungry and horny for use the cunt was not allowed to cum but the Owner would bring her to the edge several times, He liked her slit and thighs. “My wife, Chrissie, won’t be back till very late. You’d better stay in Allies room - the spare room’s a mess. That’s if you want to – you may not be comfortable with just me here. “That’s cool. I really appreciate it. You won’t even notice I’m here.” I took another long look at those sexy legs which were even more exposed sitting down. I’m sure that at some point she had loosened a button as her cleavage was somewhat more evident. My heart skipped a beat. I don’t know how she thinks I’m not.