“My brother,” Charlie began, “studied here about four years ago. He was in 4a. When he found out that I was coming here, he said I should try an... get in one of the rooms on that floor. Sadly, I wasn’t able to, you and whoever got 4a were here first, so I didn’t even get into the building.”“But why?” Mike asked, “What’s so special about the fourth floor.”“The gloryholes,” Charlie said simply, “They lead into the women’s dorm.”“I know that,” said Mike, “But before last night, the stall there was. Screams to be fucked hard. And I obliged. I rammed my stick in and out of my new bitch playmate and hear the crude slapping sounds of our sexes bumping grinding into one another. It continues until I can hold back no longer and pump her twat full of dangerous sperm. Three bitches have gotten sexual attention from me by the time I head home, do my chores and get ready for supper. Two have my jizm in their cunt and assholes. Some days I can get three girls running around with my sperm dripping. You wanted it, so take it the way I’m going to give it.”“I’m sorry….sir.” He looks up at her shocked, and he sees that she is giving him a devious smile. It’s been a long time since he has heard something like that before, hearing that brings back memories of their old life, but there’s no time for those games. Pulling off her panties with quickly with ease, and pulling her legs apart, he looks down at her, he almost forgot. “Bra.” She doesn’t even hesitate as she sits up and unclasps the back. There was a slight cramp in my right leg. I was glad when I saw the landmarks that would take me to the spot near the river where we would meet. The October wind chilled me as I stepped out of my car. I parked right next to the only other car in the lot. I saw him eagerly look over toward my car from where he stood near the water. He stood in a shadow, with the red sun melting behind him. He was torn between the desire to wait for me to walk over to meet him at the river and impatience. He gave.