His mother, an ugly toothless hag, worked for him in a glory hole, a cubicle like a lavatory cubicle in the foyer of the whorehouse with a hole in the...side through which men who could not afford a short time with a whore could shove their pricks through for the woman the far side to suck, or in the case of particular gymnastic ability, fuck. Usually it was the unwashed dregs of society, diseased beggars, rather that the time constrained businessmen who used such facilities in Japan or the west.. I looked at Carol, who was giggling because she knew I was uncomfortable being in this position. Carol finally told her mom to stop teasing like that, or one of these days, he is going to bite one of those nipples of yours. Susan laughed and said, that a girl can only hope. Bill laughed and said Babe, you do like torturing him don’t you? She laughed and said, who? Me? She finished up and took the apron off of me, and I was sporting a semi-hard cock now. She just looked down and gave me a raised. I called Blake and told him what went down. Blake was mad at himself, cause he knew Freddie, and signed off on him when he gave him a spot. Blake told me not to worry about it. He told me that he would find that motherfucker and send him a lullaby.You see in Brooklyn everybody knows everybody and know body knows anything, if you know what's good for you. I felt good that things were in motion. Soon Freddy was going to be hanging with Elvis.Business was pretty much the same for the next couple. I zoomed in on his cock and then panned over his naked body before getting a close up on his face. Billy arched his back and then started thrusting his hips upward, as if he was fucking his own hand. I zoomed in on his cock again and he came, shooting arcs of sperm upward."Fuck, that was good," he said, "how'd it turn out?" Here, see for yourself." I replayed the tape for him."Pretty good. Are you going to be around after class? I want to get one with Sara." She's doing it too?" She agreed to.