Teach Me (EXTRACURRICULAR ACTIVITIES #4) by Neve Wilder EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Neve Wilder
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It was a glory hole.
A bona fide, true-blue glory hole.
I stared at it with a mixture of wonder and skepticism, forgetting my
open fly, my dick in my hand as I eyed the hole cut into the wood of the
bathroom stall I’d bounded into like a racehorse on the loose. Damn Sprites.
I needed to slow down on them. Then again, if not for the three I’d downed
between my banshee dancing to Lush’s amazing DJ, waiting for the line of
urinals at the front of the bathroom might have been an option, and I
wouldn’t have stumbled upon this eighth wonder of hedonism. I’d never
seen a glory hole outside of certain video categories on the Hub, and I’d
always assumed they were some kind of cheesy relic of the past, like
handlebar mustaches and payphones. As in, not a thing people still actually
used.
Maybe they didn’t? Maybe it was an aesthetic choice or a tongue-incheek wink to a bygone era? I squinted at the hole. I had questions. Like,
had the owners asked for it to be built into their plans? I grinned to myself,
imagining that conversation. Or maybe one of the club’s patrons cut it into
the wall at some point? Who the hell would bring a jigsaw into a club,
though? No, the better question was who could get into a club with a
jigsaw. This wasn’t some Podunk roadhouse.
It was a recently revamped
and rebranded destination spot, one I’d driven forty minutes outside of
Silver Ridge to find, endured being patted down by a very thorough
doorman, and charged a ridiculous cover fee for entry. I’d come for the
dancing and because I’d assumed it wouldn’t be overrun with drunk U
students, which it wasn’t, thank fuck. So this was an extra perk.
I couldn’t wait to tell Jesse. He was definitely gonna get a kick out of
this.
Did people still use them, though? Or was that only a porn thing? I was
clueless. Jesse would probably know. Or maybe Eric. Shit, I’d put money
on Eric having used one at least once. That seemed like something he’d do.
Mark and Chet? No way.
The hole was more an oblong oval than circular, and the interior looked
as if it had been sanded smooth. Above it, among the other graffiti that
peppered the stall, written in thick black Sharpie, was an arrow pointing
down to it with the words “Anonymous Nirvana” on top. There were other
designations surrounding it.
“Here there be orgasms.”
“Suck or be sucked.”
I squinted to read them in the dim, peach-hued light while around me,
the music thumped and voices chattered from the urinals. Someone let out a
dramatic shriek and called someone else a bitch. I ran my finger around the
inside of the hole. Yep, smooth as satin.
A familiar leaden sensation churned in the pit of my stomach. Living
with four other roommates, three of whom were in disgustingly healthy and
loving relationships, had forced me to become accustomed to it. But
sometimes the weight of envy was a lot to bear.
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