”“This is the last dress, I promise,” Marguerite said, “but I won’t give up on Jean like that. He promised me he would come home and I belie...e he will. But, I will make sure that today is the last fitting I have. I should go, h-she is expecting me.”Marguerite stood up, trying not to react to the slip of the tongue she had just made. She collected her things and headed for the door when the alarm bell began to sound from the gate. She opened the door and heard shouts from outside.“Open the Gate!. Jez reached in his trousers and pulled out a fiver and a few coins. Sarah stood resilient and waited. Jez fished out two more coins and dropped thee into the palm of her hand. Sarah pocketed the money and resumed her feel of his cock. At least she had an honest job for the next few minutes.In truth, Jez did have a nice cock, and it was always clean and well presented. She would have given the world to find out where and how he kept it so clean, but that didn’t matter at that precise moment. . Since I was shy, quiet and raised in an evangelical christian family, with a very strict father who put the fear of god in any guy who came around me. But inside I secretly was a slut, a whore, a Jezebel and knew this to be very true, no question at all, meeting guys face to face was difficult. After many uncomfortable encounters, I found what changed my life, Glory holes. .One Friday, the summer after my graduation, I was visiting my college campus I would soon be enrolled in. It was a meet. “Is the IT for ‘international trade?’”“Information technology.” Max said. To Chesa’s blank look, he added, “Computer stuff.”“Ah. Right.” Chesa nodded. She got a faraway look in her eyes for a moment before switching gears. “So, you seem pretty fit. What does an IT director need a personal trainer for?”Max opened his mouth before he realized he didn’t have a great answer. “I ... don’t want to get fat.”“So, you’re looking for a Jillian Michaels type to yell at you and keep you in line?” Chesa.