The following information was obtained by me, an investigative reporter from the files of a diary which was evidence in the case of a missing girl. The entries were a series of events both disturbing and a little arousing to me admittedly. My name is Jason Brant. I am an investigative reporter for the Sentinel News Paper. I felt like this story could be a definite break-through in the disappearance of the young girl. I was unable to obtain neither the computer files nor the hard-drive off of the girl's computer. Both the police and FBI are attempting to decipher the girl's computer hard drive. I am typing this sequence of events to better explain the facts I know about. Hopefully, I can assist with her whereabouts.
The missing girl's name is Coco Rodrigues, nineteen, and a sophomore at the local college studying to be a teacher or psychology major that was up for debate according to her friends. She has shoulder length black hair, brown eyes, pouty lips; she's 116 pounds and is about 5'03" in height. Coco was last seen entering a local Matinee Movie Theater five days ago and still no sign of her return. However I, Jason Brant, was able to obtain clues using the victim's diary. I will take you back to what I believe is the beginning of this young ladies surreal life style which may have led to her disappearance.
January 28
Dear diary; today was pretty amazing. I have been accepted into a sisterhood of sorts. I met Darla Pennington my roomie who has a nice car and we went to the local Matinee Movie Theater where we actually watched a funny movie called the Forty Year Old Virgin. It was hilarious. After the movie, we both had to go to the bathroom. Both Darla and I went to the bathroom but heard some strange noises coming from the other men's bathroom. We heard a girl's voice and several men sounding as if they were having a great time.
When Darla and I exited the ladies room we noticed another girl exiting the men's room. She had what appeared to be ejaculate in her hair, blouse, and chin area. Darla called her a no good cum slut. I was in shock.
February 2
Dear diary; I tried to get closure on what I had seen that day at the movie theater. I ran into the girl who was called names by Darla at the college library. She looked sweet, innocent, with wire rimmed glasses, and her hair held back by a squishy hair holder. I decided to ask her was she assaulted and needed a witness because I hated injustice. I felt this way because most of the fraternities on campus were male ego driven.
I was shocked when she told me to mind my own business. I attempted to explain that I wasn't making fun of her no matter what my friend said about her. She looked into my eyes without batting her own and said, "Listen girl just mind your own fucking business. I wanted to be where I was at okay end of story." I was embarrassed as she stood up with her books but forgot her purse in her hurry to leave me.
February 3
Dear diary; I believe I made a friend for life. Today, I returned the purse to Helen Whittle the girl who forgot her purse and who I recognized as being in the men's room at the Movie Theater. I called to her, she turned wondering how I knew her name but then I held out her purse as if it were a peace offering. She smiled at me and ran over to me. I explained that she left in such a hurry that she left it hanging on her chair back.
I explained, I would have returned it sooner but the license had an out of state address. She hugged me deeply then said, "Listen I am sorry I was rude to you the other day. I am not used to girls being kind to me because of what I do and who I am." I said I didn't know what she meant by that. Then she remarked, "Oh, you do know, the Glory Hole in the Matinee Movie Theater." I looked at her dumb founded as she didn't dare make any expression at all. Helen looked embarrassed then said, "Your friend didn't tell you what I do? She didn't explain what I was doing in the men's facilities? Well go on the internet and type in Glory Hole two words and just watch. I have to go and thanks, you are a life saver."
February 7
Dear diary; I am here to explain I did google glory hole in two words. Oh my goodness, what I observed made me sopping wet between my thighs. I have masturbated to several orgasms since. I cannot get over my excitement. It is an anonymous way to experience sex with multiple partners and also sucking men's cocks which I absolutely love. My earliest experiences as a young girl are to save my virginity.
So, I became adept at sucking cock wonderfully. I was never texture sick like most girls. I actually loved the taste of cum. I only did it for two boys in high school one was my main boyfriend at senior prom. The other young man was a next door neighbor friend, James Ryan who frequented our house visiting my brother to play video games. However, I wound up sucking James off even more than my boyfriend to be honest. I learned on his huge cock how to deep throat, swallow cum, and not gag while he pushed the last inch or two deeper into my soft wet mouth shaped like an "O". I purposely would tease James without my brother's knowledge getting a Popsicle and sitting on the couch sucking it slowly making eye contact with my intended. I would play licking up one side then the other sensually until I saw my effects on James as he would make a cock adjustment.
Then I would leave going to my bedroom, bathroom, or the den to be alone. Shortly after that James would appear with his wonderful huge cock. He would get sucked off totally. I would get my lust filled practice for my boyfriend's smaller cock and he would get to cum. It was a serious win -win situation for me to begin college ready to satisfy the older, more experienced men.
February 9