I paid the man with one of my hundreds. He looked nonplussed. The Doc said kindly, “Why don’t I take you to our bank and we can break that for you...”So, he escorted me up the street to the bank. The main thing I noticed about the bank was the lack of electronics; no ATM’s, no workstations, no screens in the teller’s cages, just ledgers and cash drawers. The other thing was the small-town hominess. Everybody knew everybody else, and there was a lot of joshing. It was like a family restaurant. Not. He suddenly grabbed a towel and started to wipe my body. I poured a glass full of water and so my dress was fully wet. My boobs and tits are visible very clearly now.I could see a bulge in his pants. But he did not do anything more. He seemed to be more hesitating to make a move and I too liked to tease him more.Me: professor I think it’s getting late and I should leaveProf: maybe you should change your clothes and leave dearMe: I don’t have any spare dress profProf: don’t worry dear I will. The staff were experienced, and the heads of the departments knew how to coordinate them. Rodriguez delivered his list of suggested repairs, and it was extensive. Just as Spencer had said, many of the building’s old systems were nearing the point of failure. The ventilation system wasn’t operating on several levels, the water treatment plant needed urgent attention, and the elevator required special contractors to get it running again. There was a litany of other small, less critical repairs. I sat there quiet for a little bit until movement caught my eye. I looked over and saw fingers sticking through a hole in the stall. I had not noticed the hole before but there was writing all around it. There were numbers and and names all over the place and in big writing where the words insert dick here. I had never heard of a glory hole before and had no idea what was going to happen once my dick went through. The fingers starting wiggling faster and like he was getting impatient, I was.