On first observation it was invisible to the eye. I quickly covered all the vents with an impenetrable metal screen and that was the end of my squirre...l problem.Upon spotting an Oriole at one feeder, I told Valerie that they like to make their hanging nest using horse hair. I recalled a rather funny story that had happened to me. Upon discovering that one of the interns in our firm had horses, I asked her to bring me a clump of hair the next time she did some trimming. I hung it on several. This also led to the loss of my virginity at one of these parties, but that's a whole other story.During one of these parties my junior year of high school is when all the 'fun' really started. Normally my sister Sara and I drive there together, since we have to share a car. We had been at the party for about 2 hours and had a couple of beers. There was another party happening over at Steve’s house across town, so some of the kids left, leaving about 17 of us hanging out and talking trash. . When I felt the soft but firm texture of his penis’s flesh, the firmness of his balls. It was like a switch was flipped. I hungrily licked and lapped at his cock, feeling it harden as I did so. I licked at his hanging ball sack feeling the firmness of his most delicate parts. I put each one in my mouth and lightly sucked them. I didn’t know what exactly to do, but I knew what I wanted. I rubbed my face into his privates and he pulled away alittle. I thing I may have been too enthusiastic. He. 'Your problem mate is that you want a relationship - all I want is a fuck'.So I decided to try Gino's way -the Four F's.One Friday night I made my way into town, to the pubs and clubs where "soldiers' women" congregated.These were young, available and willing cunts, ready to be wined dined and shagged by horny squaddies with money in their pockets, and rampant dicks in their shreddies (underpants). No ties, no commitments, no relationships.The first person I saw when entering the glitziest most.