Coach promised him there would be a jersey with his name on it by the next day. He didn't promise that Alan would play on Friday, but I thought there ...as a good possibility he would. Learning the plays would take a while, but he'd play. He was too good not to. Coming from a pro-set offense, he had a lot of work to do. I promised to help him learn the play book, since he was staying at my place.I saw what Alan meant about guns, when we started unloading the plane. Guns definitely weren't in. All I had to do was bite the bullet.“There was a burglary, and Marcie was home when it happened.”Session A109:“You’re sitting on the train.”Nod.“There’s a couple across from you, making out.”Nod.“It’s two women.”Nod.“What do you do?”“I try not to look.”I smiled at Mom’s phrasing.“Even when you’re not looking directly at them, you can still hear the sound of their pleasure. They’re moaning with pleasure, grunting slightly. You can hear the sound of their lips smacking.”Nod.“What do you do?”“I. I caress her breasts, softly moving my hands to stimulate them to be ready. She starts to moan a little. She is getting aroused and so am I. It is taking all my restraint to go very slowly here. I want to release her breasts and kiss, nibble and suck on them. I rub her blouse. It has no buttons. It has a scoop neckline with elastic bonding. The bottom is also stretch elastic bonding. I push the bottom of the blouse up so it is over the top of her breasts. Her bra is exposed and I am caressing. She had me when she was 17 and lots of times people thought we were sisters.“I know about your secret little gloryhole,” She told me.I froze not knowing what she meant exactly.....what the fuck was a gloryhole? I wondered.“Gloryhole?” I asked.“You know that little hole in your closet, you keep covered up with that long dress of yours.”I turned red and stuttered, “What hole?”“Oh come on,” Mom said, and drug me to my closet after flipping off all my lights.She slid my clothes out of the way and.