" The three of us sat in a circle—or a triangle—in the middle of the mats. Coach Hancock had always understood what Whitney and I were doing and w...s showing us a different side than we'd seen playing basketball. "Brian, which is stronger—water or rock?" I figured it must be a trick question."I guess it depends. We know that water can eventually wear a rock away." Sadly, in a violent confrontation we don't have centuries to wear down our opponents. If you drop a rock in the water, the water. I went up to my room before heading down to the casino. I went ahead and ordered food and jumped in a hot shower to get refreshed. As I was getting out of the shower, there was a knock at the door from room service. I yelled for him to come in and leave the food, I would be out in a minute. I heard the door close and so I walked out of the bathroom with just a towel on. I walked through the room towards the dining table where the food was left. As soon as I got to the end of the hallway. I found my right hand going down to my glory hole and started to finger myself. Damn! I gotta do my nails, they are so sharp I could cause some problems down there.I finished reading dear Ann Landers, That was funny. Some son got turned on by wearing his moms clothes, skirt bra; blouse;and heels! What is it with heels today? Well my hole was getting wetter and I knew something would have to be done about it.Gus made a remark a short time ago about my black patent heels looking nice on me but. The tall, well-dressed woman at the front desk smiles warmly as Erin offers her credit card. Beside her, a man much too thin and business-like scowls at both of you, but you couldn't care less. You move closer to Erin, your breast pressing into her shoulder, and give him a drunken, lusty grin.The room is on the ninth floor. She takes you by the hand again and pulls you inside. The spacious suite overlooks Lexington Avenue and the jagged skyline beyond. The far wall, a wide stretch of glass,.