For a moment I thought that she had started rubbing her rear against me again, but then I felt something else - fingers. I wasn't able to look down, ...ut her arm was just barely bent back, and her hand disappeared between us. As I faced the back of her head again, I could feel my fly being slowly drawn down and two fingers start to poke their way in, pushing aside my boxers. I must have breathed in sharply as her head tiled again and her hand froze, but after a few moments of no response, she. Again I thought of the manytimes I had done this to the girls I took out; and again I realized howmuch better it felt on this end. I had been missing so much. "Boy," I thought to myself as I lay in bed that night. "I'm sure glad Iam between girlfriends at this time. What if I had a girlfriend? Would Ihave accepted Anita's offer to fix me up...with a guy. What if I neverleft that book open for her to see it? What if...what if...what if..?"The next thing I know it was morning and I had to get to. Blood, pain, shadow, the smell of rotting death. They ate away at her soul and stabbed at her mind. Tina sat up in bed and looked at her clock. Not a minute had passed since she had closed her eyes. Damn it, she thought. It annoyed her that the one thing she needed right now, more than anything else, sleep, was the one thing she couldn’t have. Not without help, that is. She got up and went to the bathroom medicine cabinet. She normally hated to take sleeping pills, but right now she didn’t. These young men could come by, stick their hard cocks through the hole, I'd then proceed to work it over with all the lavish attention I could muster, their eventually 'unload', pull up their jeans, and leave out the back door through which they had arrived! It was a 'no-harm, no-foul' situation!Another thing that I really liked about my glory hole experiences with these young men, was that nearly all of them, at one time or another, would frequently return, on the very same day, for yet.