But what if I scribbled a note inside one of the booths? My erection grew with that idea.My note gave my cell number to text, how the alcove was situa...ted, and that a horny woman would suck a cock through the glory hole but she wanted to remain anonymous. I needed a test to arrange it. Well, I got one within two days, from a guy who was suspicious of the deal but his cock was guiding him too and he agreed to come there the next day. I worked around the yard while she sunbathed with a book on her. There was no graffiti, the sidewalks were clean. Even the panhandlers were subdued. Maybe it was just this one street, that this street being special was why Nallen had chosen it, but somehow I thought not.The reason Nallen chose this street became apparent as we approached a massive building, obviously a government edifice what with how it stood out from everything else. Unlike other buildings this was only two stories and was set away from the street, a wide stone staircase leading to a. Perhaps she would even learn how to study more productively and assiduously. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if she too could average 90% in Latin Comprehension? Wouldn’t it make her parents proud of her if her school report was speckled with the letters A and A+, rather than C, C+ and D? Then no more hair-brush spanking. No more visits to the headmistress’ study. No more caning in front of the entire school assembly.And after a while, her bottom would lose that disfigured, blotchy appearance that. He had more or less turned her over to the four men that were responsible for all of the terrible things had happened to her since.She looked at Lanny in disbelief. She wanted him to deny it. But she could see by the look of shame on his face that it was true. She whispered, "Lanny! How could you!"But he wouldn't look at her. He couldn't look at her.After filming Lanny and recording the story of how the young couple had come to be here, the cameras turned to Susan. Joe ordered her to straighten.