Chapter 1: Her 1st experience w/ Gloryholes
The darkness of the night was settling in as she parked her car, exited it, and began walking across the parking lot. The black macadam was empty, all but two cars and one was her second shift employee Dave. The night lamp lights began to flicker on and off then popped on fully as she reached out and curled her fingers around the handle opening the door quietly. Looking around she was a bit surprised that Dave wasn't behind the counter.
The adult store wasn't very big, but made its share in profits. When entering you have a solid wall of toys with two open doorways on each end. To the left it was two short aisles and the two sided walls of DVD's from floor to ceilings. The front wall was reserved for an array of BDSM toys, gizmos and gadgets. To the right was three aisles, one was for all the latest pornographic magazines, hook-up magazines and various others. The two other aisles on this side held nothing but VHS tapes, as well the walls nearby. One shelf in the middle of the store was double sided, with shelves of lubes, assorted condoms, small gag gifts and other assorted novelties.
The main money makers were the eight booths located behind the wall of toys. The entrance to the left had a wall of what movies were showing, with about 50 to choose from in all. Also there was the bathroom and an industrial size towel rack upon the wall, housing several large rolls of perforated soft paper towels. The other end had an identical towel rack as well hooked to the wall. Each booth had only a stool, an ashtray screwed into the wall, the touch-tone movie screen and a trashcan. By law no doors were allowed upon the booths, only a single chain that went across the opening. Another law was that no more than one in a single booth at a time. Syn looked up and noticed that booth four's red light was shinning brightly, which meant someone was in the booth. She figured it was Dave, killing some time before his shift was up.
This was the first time in one and a half years since she took the place over that she had worked the overnight shift. Her normal girl was busy having a baby, and good trustworthy help was hard to find. First of all, most can't handle this kind of business. Syn got it due to a friend's death, and it seemed like a challenge for her. Many of her friends don't know how she puts up with the shit that's always happening, and most her family is embarrassed by what she does for a living. Walking across the tile floor her rubber soles on her sneakers didn't make a sound.
Looking behind the counter she noted the night buzzer wasn't turned on for the door. That raised her brow a bit. Her heart raced a moment as thoughts started to fill her head. Not wanting to call out and warn another she was there, incase something happened, she grabbed the Louie slugger and gripped it tightly in her small hands. Heading back to the right door to the booths by the emergency entrance, she lifted the bat over her shoulder like she was going to take a swing. Quietly she stepped around the corner and entered the hallway between the back of the wall of toys and the opening of the booths.
Syn was forty years old and didn't look a day over twenty-nine, due to a good gene pool. She stood about 5'5 and weighted about one hundred and twenty three pound wet. Most of the weight was in her breasts, and her long lengthy deep dark red hair. No man would even take a second look to her thinking she could do any harm. Her fingers tightened around the end on the bat, as she looked into the booths slowly one by one starting with booth eight and going backwards to six. Looking up Syn eyed the bubble mirror that skimmed above the inner booths making you able to see if there were one or more persons within them. The moans were soft and steadily as she moved closer to booth four. Just as she ducked into booth six the red light came on for number three. This confused her a bit, and then she remembered there were two cars in the parking lot when she drove up. Being that she was quite early Dave would have never suspected her to be there yet.