"What fuck do you want bitch!" a muffled angry voice shot through thedoor?The men who had just passed me were now stopped just two doors away. Ilooked...at them and they must have clued into something being wrong. Oneof them spoke something I couldn't hear to the other. Then the secondspoke, "You all right Miss?"I nodded "No" and they came toward me. Oh why the hell didn't I just stayhome? Brad told me I could have the night off! Brad? Shit, Brad... and Ireached for the phone in my clutch, just. I sat a little dumbfounded at her expression, 'You do know what a Gloryhole is Mariel', she said a little exasperated.'Yes', I retorted, 'but you're a beautiful woman, why'? Turns out Sara was a closet back-door girl who frequented places with known 'Glory-holes', 'I like to blow men', she said, 'I think you learn more about a guy when his dick is in your mouth'.Maybe she had a point, (No pun intended) her argument made sense, how many times I have told a guy to shut-up and just put his dick. "Where?" was all Jill offered in response."I don't know, and I certainly don't care. It'll be someplace fantastic with gorgeous hunks of male testosterone parading back and forth, like a ... cock-filled smorgasbord."Jill couldn't help but laugh as she imagined a line of well-built men parading by the table they would be sitting at."That's better!" Cassie chirped. "I haven't heard you laugh in ages." What'll I wear?" Jill asked."Something black. Something that shows off your tits. Something. "I got enough. At home I have to pump it out, there's so much." She lowered her eyelids, smiling no longer, now giving Laura the sexiest pout Laura had ever seen. "You can have some, if you want."Laura, frantically excited, throbbing like a fire alarm inside, slowly, tenderly began to kiss the upper slopes of Charise's naked breasts. "Are they sore?" she whispered as her lips moved lower.Charise nodded slightly. "She suck hard." Then she broke into a grin. "Not as hard as you do, though." I.