Jenny, Pam, Tracey, and Deana look hung over.“It’s about time,” Tracey says as they giggle. “We’re hungry.”I shake my head and start makin...g breakfast for the BITCHES.“Who are you taking to the Winter Dance,” Tracey asks as we eat breakfast. I made pancakes and sausage.“I’m not going,” I say as Tracey shakes her head and looks at Pam for help.“George,” Pam starts. “Stop being an ass.” I drop my fork and sit back. I cooked the bitch breakfast, and then she calls me an ass. “You are the hottest. By then, my mouth was worn out and sore, and I simply couldn’t take any more.After my service ended and my mouth withdrew, Trev’s face once more appeared at the hole.“What’s wrong, buddy?” he asked.“My mouth is exhausted,” I informed him.“Okay… then meet me at the bottom of the stairs once you have dressed,” Trev informed me.Generally, one encounters two types of men at these glory-holes. The first, are there to get their rocks off, and cum in your mouth between two to five minutes later. The. Most of the girls at the table were checking out the guys. Sophia just smiled and didn't say anything.Courtney Bjornsen, one of the girls on Sophia's floor, noticed. "Whattsamatter, Sophia, don't like guys? I haven't seen you check out any of these specimens." No," Sophia said with a smile, "I love guys. But there's one guy I love more than any others, so I don't have to look." Oh, no, you're not one of those that's going to be loyal to Mister Wonderful back home, are you?" Courtney said. ” Amanda raked her nails along my thigh. “it might be okay for them to... take what they want.”Beth scoffed. “Guys always try to take what they want. That’s the problem.”“No,” said Amanda, “the problem is the right guy never tries to. Only creeps.”I threw my hands up. “How’s a guy supposed to know if he’s ‘right’ or a creep? Why can’t it just be mutual? And ‘Take what they want?’ That’s like caveman days.”“You’re ‘the right guy’” she said, spearing me with a hungry stare as she wet her lips.“So.