He had hated hiding it from her. “How much can I tell her?”“Don’t tell her anything. She might pop along to see Jack. If she does, he knows mo...re, so can give her a better explanation.”Peter just nodded. “Okay Gramps. I’d better head off and make sure she’s okay. Are you and Gran going to be okay?”“We’ll do fine love. Look at me. I’m feeling loads better already. I expect it was just a minor twinge or something. I’m sure I’ll be fine soon.” He grinned. “I’m eighty-two. I’m allowed a twinge or. You know everything about us, and I think we all just realized how little we know about our best friend.”A random jock walked up to our table. “Is this dweeb bothering you ladies?”Heather yelled at him, “FUCK OFF ASSHOLE, CAN’T YOU SEE WE’RE HAVING A MOMENT HERE!”“Excuse the hell out of me,” he said and quickly moved across the room.“Girls, please don’t cry,” I said. “I’ve loved every moment I’ve ever spent with you. You four are the light of my life.”They all stood and surround me, then pulled. She went off for a shower before joining Jacob in the bar for a drink. She said that during the next few hours they drank and wandered round the club to see what was going on and they joined in a little light play. Jacob made sure she went nowhere near the gloryhole room as he said he wanted her to try third hole where no condoms could be worn and didn’t want her to see what it was. When it turned midnight Jacob suggested to her that it was time for the third woman’s gloryhole. This time she. She didn’t notice the looks, didn’t see the men touching themselves, squeezing their cocks or balls. Kristen didn’t feel the angry lust that filled the men. Her baring didn’t change. Kristen held herself like a queen, who waited for her subjects to lay prostrate in front of her.The grumbling talk softened, then the patrons quieted, and the room turned silent as death. Glaring at her, the impoverished, angry men desired her flesh while they hated her even being alive. This rich bitch just made a.