“Oh, that’s good!” the guy exclaimed. “Suck that cock and make it hard!”I began to bob up and down on the now throbbing dick easily sliding ...eep down my throat. I had an audience now and several guys gathered to watch and encourage me.“That’s it, cock sucker!” one guy exclaimed as he intently watched me blow the swollen cock extended through the hole. “Work that faggot mouth on that cock and make it shoot down your throat!”I was able to stand with the gloryhole at nearly eye level to lewdly. ” I said.Jamie just shrugged his shoulders.“I don’t think any less of you for what happened.” I said. “And anyone who does is a jerk.”“Yeah, but you saw my ... you saw everything.” Jamie said and I saw a fierce blush crawl up his chest to the top of his head.“From what I saw, you don’t have anything to be ashamed of there either.” I said.“Seriously?” He asked.“Yes, seriously. I mean you could use a little manscaping, but that’s just details.” I said.“But I’m a nerd. I play video games and. Grand Rapids, because it's close to Pentwater, or Lansing, close to home. Now came the hard part: Transportation to either town. Rail, air, or motor vehicle? Planes crash, cars wreck, the least incidence of freight loss? Rail. But I want to go! Ludington Rail has passenger service. Any railroad has passenger service ... in 1928. The problem is, there's NO direct connection between Ludington and Lansing.While I was questioning my pondering, the ship to shore radio spoke. It's 1928 ... there. The shop girl moved towards Di and soon they were in a full on embrace we could see their tongues penetrating each other’s mouth’s. As we watched getting all worked up the shop girl who we later on learned was called Chantal, ran her hands over Di’s body till they touched her bra covered breasts and sliding around the straps unloosened it and eased it from her letting it fall to the floor. We couldn’t just watch any longer and were soon almost as stripped as Chantal and Di. Di not one to let.