For those who didn't ’t read my first story let me introduce myself again. I’m in my mid-thirties and just an average guy. I’m married, six-feet tall, one hundred and eighty-five pounds, with dirty-blond hair and deep blue eyes. Some say that they’re bedroom eyes. I’d found my first glory hole in a nearby truck stop out on the interstate. It was off I-20 heading towards Abilene and I’m not even sure it was out of the Dall...