The feeling of all these clothes on my body flipped on a switch in my brain that is still going on toady. During my teens, I would always sneak into m... mother’s underwear drawer and try on her things. Being young and not being careful, I was eventually caught and then stopped until is was 18. While I was 18, I discovered a adult bookstore that had booths with gloryholes and some that had joining doors. It was here that I had my first of many M2M sexual encounters. After my first visit, I had a. As I walked on I supposed I was also part of this homogenous mass, private within my own collective, hurrying along as if some urgent matter needed to be attended to. The only urgency for me at 5:30 though, was the couch in my living room and the bottle of whiskey in my kitchen. As I descended into the depths of the underground, I looked around me as if for the first time at my surroundings. The people milling around me in their dull grey suits patiently waited in queues, waiting to be led. "The daytime was a different matter though. During the day, only my vocabulary was regulated. I could do whatever I liked so long as I didn't leave Chrystal Heights and was contented to be a monosyllabic, big breasted, sex-crazed bimbo for the rest of my life."But you'd found a job." Yes, but I was only paid in tips. And in a town like Chrystal Heights, a quick blow job under the table doesn't get you very much since there are plenty of Hanover Honies wandering around giving it away for free. . . Good girls dont make a sound. Sarah had to tug her hand free from under Felicias grip. She offered her slender fingers to the girl for inspection which earned her a confused glance. When Sarah licked the tinge of sweat from Felicias shoulder, she got it and took both fingers in her mouth. Still trembling, the girl dutifully took them both into her mouth and teased them with her tongue from tip to base. All the way to Sarahs palm. She lapped eagerly the longer they stayed there and Sarah.