..At this site you can hear the traffic and see their lights as they breeze by, you can't see the toilets from the road and you can hear people coming... the glory holes in the doors are unfortunately blocked by steel though (More's the pity, I loved them)Anyway, footsteps were heard, as were some greetings and then some whispering, the knock on the door actually took me completely by suprise, and it took me a few seconds to compose myself, I'd wager only TV's and real females will really know. In the hall, about 25 young men were standing. Chanting of mantras was going on in a room inside the hall. We were given something to drink.The first person was asked to go inside. Yes, Pooja started. I waited with bated breath for my turn. Frankly speaking, I had some fear in mind. Suddenly my turn came and I was asked to go in. I entered through the red curtain into the inner hall. Inside of it was partially lit by oil lamps.There was yet another room inside.A priest was standing in the dim. Giggling to myself, I started to set up a sexual bucket list of experiences I would seek. Hmm… what were the things I wanted? Definitely more time with my young lover, Jack. More time with Kate, my nurse. But what other fantasies did I have? Experiences with multiple men simultaneously; anal sex; participation in an orgy; possible remarriage with a man who would want me as his hot wife. There were so many things I desired and would seek.My nurse, young, blond and slim entered the room pushing a. Not exactly a welcomed messenger was I. Without missing a beat the same voice announced that he had just seen the Coach on the next aisle over, the last one. Now if I had been thinking clearly, with my head and not my vagina, I would have asked for him to meet me in his office but with all the eye candy in view I felt like a k** in a toy store. As I slowly walked by the team, brushing up against everyone I encountered, I felt a burning and yearning deep in my soul that I knew needed quenching..