‘Newbies’ was a fairly large room with about 30 people on the average nightly. When I first entered this room, I did not have a nickname. I simply...entered and was automatically named ‘guest’ with a number. I was told to choose a name so that every time I did enter the room people would know who I was. I also filled in the ‘bio’ portion listed on the server that gives a brief description of myself that others can read. I was always told to never give too much info. This way as I got to know. I must have cum for, what felt like, an hour. When I finally stopped, I couldn't believe how full she was. It had been over a week since I last came. Her teasing me last night caused me to produce this massive load. I was proud of myself. That was until I heard her say something. "Now it's my turn make me cum with your tongue. I'm so horny, please? You promised."My mind snapped back from its current state of bliss. I remembered the promise I made. I pulled out of her and I looked down. She was. 'Cause of that prof that got killed." Did you know him?" The guy that got killed?" Yeah. Professor Gillespie." Sure. I know all the profs who go in and out of here." He clearly meant within his domain, not the university. "He was a real pig." A pig?" A new side of Gillespie was emerging."Yeah. A real pig. I'd go into his office an' there'd be butts all over the floor, and paper crumpled and tossed anywhere near the basket. Hardly ever in it. And his coffee cup half full with bugs all over it. A. To Gareth’s dismay, as he turned and looked through the glory hole the cowboy had already zipped, buckled, and was on his way out of the stall, leaving Gareth high and dry.Gareth remained in his stall for another twenty minutes but when nothing else happened, he decided to be on his way. It had been a long day and he was tired and hungry.Following another hour on the road, Gareth arrived at his final destination of the day. The motel he was staying in was very old, but in fairness, it was neat.