She leaned against it and crossed her arms. “Isn’t that Lindbergh’s group?” “Lindbergh’s been peddling that isolation theory ever since he...got back from Germany. I don’t trust the man.” “You think he’s a Nazi?” “I don’t know. But I do know any man who would support a country persecuting the Jews like the Germans have been isn’t a hero in my book.” Mona nodded. “But what’s Boch got to do with Lindbergh?” “They were pals enough to let a newsie snap their picture for the Cincinnati Enquirer the. I had to piss again so went to the restroom. I did my business and as I was shaking it out I noticed a pair of fingertips in the gloryhole. Holy shit! I had a huge rush of adrenaline, fear, arousal, the urge to flee, the urge to fuck, a whole lotta urges and a suddenly half-hard cock. I approached very deliberately, having to make up my mind to actually stick my cock in the hole all over again with every step. As I approached the fingertips disappeared and I heard shuffling on the other. Then she turned around and pushed one on my curls behind my ear. Im stuck..... I don't know what to do. She asked if I had kissed a girl before and I lied...... I said no. She said she hadn't either, but that she wanted to. So I gently grabbed the back of her neck and softly kissed her and I could tell that she liked it. The kiss lasted forever. It was so passionate I felt my pussy throb for her. I began to undress her and myself. I turned my radio on just cause I knew I was bouta make this. ”His hand managed to pull the sheet off of me and I shivered from the night’s cool air. He was now rubbing his slimy hands over my tits, still sore from their earlier abuse. He was so rough when fondling me and I would have loved to have been able to kick him in the balls.“Please don’t” I begged. “Please just let me go I won’t tell anyone anything and you can just tell your pa that you were asleep and didn’t hear anything” I pleaded“Do you really think that is going to be a good excuse for pa?”.