“Right. So, the rumor is that there’s this truck stop that has a gloryhole.”
“Sure, sure, truck stop with a gloryhole. Which one is this supposed to be?”
“You know the big one on the freeway about 10 miles north of town?”
“Yeah, I think so. It’s got some nondescript name like Chuck’s, right? You’re telling me there’s a gloryhole there?” Sally was incredulous.
“The truck stop is named Carl’s… Anyway, the rumor is that there is, and more than just a normal gloryhole. The rumor is that they get women who aren’t using protection to go in and service whichever dicks come in.”
“So, she would have sex with random strangers?”
“That would be the idea. Supposedly, there’s some big bonus if she actually gets knocked up from it. Hence the name, fertile hole.”
“There’s no way that’s real.”
“You’re probably right. Like I said, some guys fantasy that became urban legend.”
“How would they even find women for that? It’s ridiculous.”
“Well, you know how urban legends are, all the details filled in. Supposedly, if a woman thinks she might be interested, she goes up to the counter, alone, and orders the cream pie special. It’s on the menu as being your choice of banana cream pie or Boston cream pie with a cup of coffee. But if it’s ordered by a lone woman, it’s code that she’s interested. Someone will come around and get details, and be sure.”
“They just have women lining up for this?”
“Well, it’s cheaper than a sperm bank?” Greg offered. “In fact, if the girl does everything right, she can get over 5 grand for it.”
“Five Grand! Where does the truck stop come up with that?”
“Well, to get it, there are hurdles.”
“I can’t believe I’m asking, but my morbid curiosity has taken over. What hurdles?”
“Well, she gets 50 dollars for each guy she services, not matter how she does it. Then if she takes at least 10 creampies, she gets a 2,000 dollar bonus, plus each creampie over 10 gets 100 bucks instead of 50. Finally, if she shows that she wasn’t pregnant going in, but is afterward, she gets another 3 grand.”
“So, they get hookers for this?”
“Assuming this were real, that wouldn’t be ideal. No hooker wants to get pregnant, and it breaks the fantasy, so they would be trying to screen for ‘normal’ women.”
“I thought the fantasy was for a virgin anyway. There are really guys whose fantasy is to knock up a stranger?”
Greg blushed again. Wait, Sally thought, that idea turns him on? Oh god, more information I didn’t want to have about my brother!
“There are,” Greg admitted. “Funny you should mention the virgin. There was a rumor about a girl claiming to be a 22 year old virgin. Not sure what they did to verify that, but supposedly they did. Then they auctioned off her first time. The winner paid 10 grand to cum inside her. It was done through the gloryhole, so they never even met.”
“Did she get pregnant?”
“Not that time, or so the story goes.”
“Oh my god, I can’t believe this conversation.”
“Yeah, sorry, this is bad, even for me.” Greg apologized.
“Oh, I’m not even sure you’re to blame this time!” Sally teased.