If this doesn't interest you, please move along to something that does.Email #1The other night my husband was out again and so I told my son I was sta...ing in for the night. He told me he didn't feel like going out either so we planned to eat popcorn and have a movie night (which are becoming more of a regular thing, most of the time very innocent). So that night I went to the couch and he was there in nothing but his boxers and white basketball shorts. I was wearing my little gray short shorts. I looked confusingly as a light switch was flicked, and there in front of me were around a dozen fit male youths - some sitting around on benches playing cards with others standing and chatting. I guessed they couldn’t see me. They were all dressed in the same tiny shorts and white t-shirts all holding a sign with their names. I was again pushed to choose my masseur.Never having experienced something like this, I wasn’t in a great hurry to make my choice much to the frustration of the. I wasn’t attracted to men, why this obsession with cock all of the sudden. What was going on that I couldn’t get this out of my head? All I knew is I needed cock and needed a lot of it.I was in an adult bookstore when I noticed a sign reading ‘GLORYHOLE’. I had seen this on internet porn but hadn’t believed that these were really used. I found a vacant one and entered. In the small room were two holes about waist high one each on opposing walls with duct tape around the edges. On the far wall. Lionel was suddenly awake, feeling something throbbing in between hisbreasts. ?He screamed, not realizing it to be a girlish scream, butknowing something was definitely wrong about having a man's cock thrustbetween his chest, spewing out its seed over Lionel's face and long, redhair."EWWWWW, I have a--Holy shit! ?Kiara, is that...?" ?The man squealed,obviously just as shocked as Lionel was.Glancing up at the man, then taking another moment to realize he was infact female, a look of disgust grew.