”We went to our rooms and I hit the shower wondering why I had asked Renee to my shower. What was I thinking? I was thinking of sex. Of fucking. Of ...anging. Of holding her naked body against me. Of having her take my body from Helen. Oh well. No plan survives first contact with the enemy.20 minutes later there was a knock on the room’s door. I opened it with a smile to find housekeeping and a giggling Renee behind her. The small Latina came in and I just watched.“Come on, we can go down to the. Main jaab bhooj kay andar jata magar os time wo chup ho jate or main phir bhair a jata .kuch samj nahi aye kiya karon …after all maray mind main aya phone . kay didi yah os ki friend os admai ko phone zaror karay ge to main her 5 mint bad dosray reciver utha kar check karna sure kar diya . or near 3 hour bad mainy apni piayre older didi ki awaaz suni jo kuch sharma sharma kar baat kar rahi thi . or os time admai bol raha tha jab mainy sunaAdmai ….. aap really bhohat piyare hainDidi…… thanks ,. " For her, I guess it is," I said. "For me, it's the only way I feel good inside. I don't want to be like her, and I can't be like her. I can't feel for a man the way she does, and I don't want babies."He leaned back, thoughtful and silent. After a moment he said, "You never told her that before." She never asked, and it wouldn't have done me any good to say it. She wouldn't have listened to me."Dad reached over and patted my knee. "Okay, Jeanie, but I would like to help." I know, " I said,. It was a glorious thing. I know it was glorious for the two participants and I must say it was glorious to watch. I don’t know the derivation of “glory hole” but at that moment, it seemed a propos. Dad must have felt the heat from my gaze because he pulled away from his ministrations (though he continued to polish the glistening glans with his right hand) and said, “You got a hole over there you know,” and he pointed his left hand in my direction before returning to work. Dumbfounded I.