She was working behind the counter when I approached to ask if the store had any Nancy Friday books. I was so stunned by her beauty (and her obvious lack of a brassiere) that I paused for a moment before blurting out my question.

Gina not only took me over to the Nancy Friday shelf, she also explained that she loved Friday's books, especially the ones about women's fantasies, and had done a lot of the things that Friday wrote about. I interpreted this as a direct invitation, so I kept her engaged in conversation until I could ask her out without seeming predatory or pushy. She said yes.

At the end of our first date, I felt comfortable enough to ask her if I could kiss her goodnight. She said "of course," and that goodnight kiss turned out to be a very heavy make-out session in the front seat of my car. After about 15 minutes of her squeezing my cock through my jeans and me stroking her breasts underneath her shirt, I decided to ask Gina if she wanted to go back to my place. Right then, she asked me if I wanted to spend the night with her. Of course I agreed.

We had a very long night of fantastic, no-holds-barred sex, and then we lay in bed drinking hot chocolate and talking until dawn. Gina basically told me about her entire sex life, from age 5 when she played with her brother's penis to last week, when she had drunkenly made out with a female co-worker after a party. Her claim to have acted out most of the stories from Nancy Friday's various fantasy books was essentially true. I won't bore you with the details, but she'd pretty much done everything I could think of.

When I told her about my experiences with gloryholes (I'm bisexual), she got really excited. She sat up in bed and her voice went up about an octave as she grilled me about gloryholes. Her bottomless black eyes were shining as I filled her in on all the details, and she wouldn't leave me alone about it until I promised to take her to a gloryhole.

It took a few months, but finally we made a gloryhole date at a peak time when we could both get off work. We drove out to the Sycamore Adult Video Store, parked in back and went inside.

We bought twenty dollars' worth of quarters and went back to the booth I usually sit in, all the way at the end of the row. I closed and locked the door, then started dropping in quarters..........(cont)