Sometimes for months, but recently it had been only days that had gone by until I wanted to shove that purple silicone cock back up my ass, letting it...rub against my prostate until I came hard in the oversized chair at my computer. I wasn't completely sure how I felt about it, but it didn't matter, I was alone, and horny, and wanted it. Today was no different, so I chatted with several different people, making up wild stories together as I sat there naked, when one of my accounts. Only then did i catch on and being me and not he isnt the first guy to ask it so i wasnt offended but asking innocent i still protested i didnt know what he meant .'you know rightly what i mean girl , ok do you not miss a penis ' , he asked . i burst out laughing , he was genuine , so i answered him . i dont know if the word 'miss' is correct , im bisexual not lesbian and yes of course at times i think about it . i mean of course theres things to replace them but ive yet to find one that will. Sometimes these booths had boards over the holes, while at other times, the boards were removed. I had the notion of just seeing some of the newest and freakiest movies, so I stepped inside of a booth and got comfortable with dollar bills in hand to insert into the video machine.No sooner had I dropped my pants and whipped my dick out of my boxers that I noticed a finger in the hole of a wall to my left appear. The finger beckoned for me to get closer, yet I didn't want to. I just sat there. The two of them sat down in one of the neatly arranged rows of folding chairs filling the room.“At least you get to wear trousers. I can’t believe the school can get away with only letting women wear skirts!”Her dark, pleated skirt came down to just below her knees. Jessica did like wearing skirts, but taking the element of choice away from her made her feel uncomfortable. She was an adult now, and should be able to wear whatever she wanted.The hall grew silent as a middle-aged woman stepped to.