"Steve!" she gasped. "I didn't expect you home for hours!" That's obvious," I replied smoothly. "Just who were you expecting, if not I?"Brooke's face ...uickly reddened as she fought to conceal her emotions. I could almost see the wheels turning as she struggled for a response."Is that why you're home early? Checking up on me, Steve? Afraid I'd get bored with you gone to who knows where all the time? Worried that I'd find someone that appreciated me and could be persuaded to stay close, rather. ." I'm not sure I understand how that place was safe..." Darla Jean murmured."Um, well, you know what a glory hole is, right?" Teddy asked. Randall's eyebrows popped up."I... think so," Darla Jean replied, "but maybe I'm missing something." Okay," Teddy took a swig from his beer to steady himself. "I broke into this thing from a glory hole. I was in a restroom somewhere, and there was a hole in the stall wall. At the time, I figured it was a knothole that had popped out of the wood, or. He kept hoping that someone would break into his car. He always left a set of keys on the seat as temptation markers for some crook. If they managed to break into the car to grab the keys and take off with it, they were in for a nasty surprise. Not that it would matter, the keys were dummy keys anyway. Once they moved the box on the seat away from its position, they would be attacked by not one but two rattlesnakes that were in the box. Though they were only pigmy rattlers, they were still. "I finally guided her to her potty and helped her sit down on it, seeing she was really peeing as I did so. I knew she was drunk again today and I could smell the alcohol on her breath. I could also see that her stockings were wet and I would probably have to help her get them off and dry her legs before putting a different pair on her. Margaret had a forest of coal black pubic hair that went from her crotch well up toward her navel as well as not shaving her legs and armpits any longer..