It had to be ultrasonic in nature. It felt as if my mind was being shredded by a cheese grater. I had one strange thought that came to me from college... physics--sound propagates differently in water than in air. I emptied the kitchen sink, plugged it and started it filling. It was agonizing to stand there, waiting. I scrambled through one of my two kitchen drawers for a big aluminum slurpee straw that I once bought for no damned good reason. As soon as the sink was half-full I pushed the faucet. Like this, for instance. She was not a blushing virgin any longer. She’d had a lover once. After the initial fumbling and discovery, she found sex to be good fun. It was fairly nice for stress relief as well. She didn’t really understand why so many people were just obsessed with it. It was nice, and fun, but after the initial rush of discovery had worn off, she’d found that what she enjoyed most was the intimacy and the closeness of it. Laying there after all the rutting was done was actually. Without telling Gloria, I headed back up to the hotel room. I figured that if she noticed I was gone, she'd guess that I was mad.Boy, was I wrong. After stumbling into bed, it took another three hours before Gloria finally walked in. She was still naked, holding her bikini. After she took a shower she came back out and laid down in bed with her back toward me.I expected her to say something, but there was nothing but silence. After a while, I became afraid she'd go to sleep and so I spoke."So. “Ding, ding, ding, yes I am” she winked. Not realizing that she had placed the tickets in my hand and that I was holding the queue up I knew I had to unfortunately leave it there. “Well, seeing as I’m holding the queue I think I should make a move on instead of wasting your time” I smiled. “Thanks for making my day, it’s not that often I get to have a decent conversation with another lesbian” she said. “I made your day did I? I could make your night too” I said, whilst walking away. .