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Sarah had noticed some changes happening in her classes. Before classes closed for the term, she had suddenly had an influx of students to her Feminist Theory class -- mostly men, which was very unusual for any women's studies course. There were enough new students that the class had to be moved to an auditorium in the building next door, a first in the department's history.

Now, though, when she started class she thought she heard some whispers. She had a feeling this was about the glory hole more than the subject matter, but she was resolved that all the students would learn the core concepts of feminism. It wasn't going to be an "easy A".

Some days, she found it a bit harder to teach. If she'd had a particularly busy or intense glory hole session, she found her mind wandering back to sex. She'd look out into the classroom, and if her eyes stopped on a young man, she'd wonder 'Have I sucked his cock?' or 'Is he one's of Toni's friends?'. It was very distracting.

One night when she went home, Al said, "George showed me this today." He spun his laptop around, and there she was, on screen, with her mouth wide open and full of cum. It was one of the photos from the photo shoot!

"What the..." she started.

"Apparently they added all the photos to the schedule," said Al. "George was looking through them today."

Sarah thought about it. 'My new attitude,' she thought. "I guess it makes sense," she told Al, who was clearly surprised to hear this. "I mean, the photos already show in the hall, and the idea is for the men to know what they're getting. So why not online?"

"Wow, Sarah, I'm really surprised," he said redundantly.

"Did you look through them?" she asked him. It hadn't really occurred to her before, but other women in the department were going through the same thing she was. 'I've been very selfish about this,' she thought. 'Wrapped up in my own problems. I wonder how everyone else is getting on.'

"A little," he confessed. He seemed sheepish.

She walked over and kissed him. "I love you," she said. "And remember the new attitude. Let's look through these, and I want you to pick out a couple of other women you'd like to visit."

"I... what?" was his only response.

"I've noticed how you've changed lately, Al. I know it was stressing you out to have me working the glory hole, but now that you've been visiting me and Gloria, you seem so much more relaxed and happy. I think a couple more days a week would be just the thing for you."

Al shook his head. "You are the greatest," he said with a big smile.

They looked through the photos together. Each set had the same basic photos: a professional-looking head shot; a slightly sexier head shot -- though many of these ended up looking quite silly; a photo of the woman with a mouth full of cum; and an action shot of the woman either sucking cock or licking balls.

"I love this photo of Natalie," said Sarah. "Just pure lust."

Al agreed, but he kept flipping back to see Angela's photos. "Why don't you try her out this week?" asked Sarah.

"I... umm, have you ever sucked a ..." he started.

"A Black man's cock? Yes I have," she replied. "A few times."

"I've never been with a Black woman," he said.

"Then it's settled," said Sarah. "She's on tomorrow at 2. Show up a little early to be sure to get in there. Now, this is on one condition, Al."

"What's that?" he asked cautiously.

She smiled and gave him a little tap on the arm. "I want a full report! Tell me all about it, I mean every detail... I have been thinking of trying to improve my technique some more, and I wonder if there's something I can learn."

When he didn't answer, she continued, "I'd also like to talk about what you say to the women you visit."

"I thought..." he began.

"Oh, not like that, Al! I was thinking the other day, when you called me a cum-sucking slut or whatever... maybe you feel some inhibitions when you're with me. I mean, you know it's me, and I know it's you. All I'm saying it, if you have something darker you want to say, this would be a great time to do it. It would really help you get your tensions out. Then later, if you feel comfortable, you can tell me. I think it would be pretty hot, but only when you're ready."

Al was floored. "You really are the best," he said. "I think I'll make your favorite meal tonight."

The next morning as she left for work, James came out of his house to walk next to her. He was looking suggestively at his phone again. It seemed to Sarah that he was trying to get under her skin. 'Two can play this game,' she thought.

He was just turning his phone's screen toward her when she said, in the brightest voice she could manage, "James! Just the man I wanted to see!"

He wasn't expecting that and took a half a step back. "Uh..."

"Let's walk together, shall we?"

"Ok," he said.

"You know," she started, "I've got to say, you're being a real idiot about Toni."

"That's none of your business," he said. "I had something to show you..."

"Yeah, yeah, photos of me slutting it up. Whatever, James. Haven't you seen? Those are all online now. But what I was saying, about Toni. She told me about Lynne and you, and how you can be an asshole for no reason. But why are you doing that? Toni is great, she loves you, and she says you have a real bond -- except this one thing."

James tried the same tack again. "Remember sucking my..."

"Jesus, James, shut up about that. There's plenty of time for that kind of talk in the glory hole booth. That's where it belongs -- come to my next shift and tell me all the nasty shit you wish you could do. But right now, can you just be real? We're not talking your sex fantasies, or even sex life -- your real life!" Here she thumped him gently on the chest. "Your life, and Toni's!"

He looked stricken. "I... I don't know what to say." he finally managed.

They were walking through the park now, and Sarah guided him to a bench along the path. "Let's sit for a minute, James. I want to hear your side, then I will tell you a few things that you need to hear -- and even some that you'll want to hear."

They sat down next to each other, and were both silent for a couple of minutes. Sarah watched some birds.

Finally James spoke. "I know what you're referring to," he said. "Sometimes I do lash out. It's just... I mean, I ... sometimes I just get so frustrated!" he blurted.

"I understand," said Sarah. "Really, I do. I think we've all been there. What is it that makes you so frustrated, though?"

"Partly it's about living at home," he replied. "It's cheaper but it comes with a lot of expectations. It's like I didn't fully grow up. And then..."

"Then?"

"And then there's the sex part, too. I just can't get past some of this stuff with Lynne. It felt really free with her, Sarah. And I love Toni but it's more, more..."

"More expectations, like at home?"

"Yeah, more expectations. Lynne didn't have those, I could just do whatever. But then she got all psycho."

"Yes. James, the deal is, expectations and boundaries help form the relationship. They are the mold. So, they're good! But that feeling of freedom is also good. Now, I can give you some advice, and if you follow it, things will really change for you. And before we go ahead, if you have some difficulty in the future, you can come to me. But I only want to really talk about this if you are serious. So let's sit a minute before you decide."

They sat in the sunlight and both watched the birds. The trees were still yellowing and the occasional leaf would fall. It was a lovely fall day.

"I'm ready, Mrs. Osbourne," he finally said. "I love Toni and I want to be with her. What do I have to do?"

"First, you have to move out. It's going to be hard, and you don't need to do it tomorrow -- but you need to be away from your parents. You can move in with Toni, if she'll have you. Otherwise, find an efficiency somewhere."

"Ok," he said.

"Next, when you are about to be a self-sabotaging asshole, try to take a breath. Take ten breaths. Remember the stakes -- you love Toni, you don't want to destroy that."

She continued, "One thing that will help with this is if you come to the glory hole regularly."

"What?" he said. "Isn't that the opposite of what Toni would want?"

"No," she said. "I'll be talking with Toni too, but I think regular visits will let you unload some of your stress, and your feelings of being blocked. You'll experience less frustration, as long as you use the hole correctly. You have to stop talking about Lynne, stop thinking about her. Instead, talk freely at the glory hole about your fantasies. Dump it all on whoever is on the other side of the wall -- and yes, James, even if it is me." She put her hand on his arm.

"Ok, if you say so," he said.

"Trust me, just unleash your thoughts there, and it will help. And finally, James -- I think if you are more patient and more kind with Toni, she'll find her way to doing some of that kinky shit I know you're into."

James looked over at her. She was relaxed on the bench and had a big smile.

"You really think this will help?" he asked.

"Oh, I know it will, James. Now, I have to be getting to work. I hope," she winked at him, "I'll see you Monday morning."

They walked the rest of the way to campus, but didn't talk much. James was lost in thought.