Time continues on...

A week comes and goes, with another following soon after as you have classic adventures, scrapes and high jinks all along the way.

It's an early Monday morning, and you're finishing a cigarette in the break between first and second class. As you knock the ash away and toss the used filter aside, you make your way inside and into the boy's bathroom. Heading inside one of the stalls, you sit down on the toilet seat, and after going and cleaning yourself, you go to leave, before noticing a small hole in the wall. Situated at about crotch height and too large for peeking through, there's only one thing it could be.

"Oh, cool," you note. "A glory hole."

You peek through to see if you can see anything, only to see an empty stall. Considering all your romps here, you've yet to make use of a glory hole. There could definitely be some fun to have here.