It was the first time Margarita had spoken to me in this manner. "I don't know," I said. "I think many men would have reacted as I did, to your -- cap...ivity." Some would, yes. Some others, I'm not so certain." It doesn't matter. You are safe now. We must look to your future. One of the things Carol emphasized tonight, and I agree, is that you must learn English, right away! Carol and Earl suggested you travel with me, on some of my trips in the rig, and learn to speak English that way." I would. It became our thing trying to find men who understood our need for discretion but not wanting to find creeps on Craigslist.Ever so often we would hear of a bi party and I would let him go so he could get his tongue wet with a cock and he would tell me about it. He never had more than oral sex and I know he desired more. Eventually he became friends with a guy from his work who he suspect is also bi. The guy would touch him in ways that he felt was more sensuous and he would make sexual jokes. She stood up and reached for my hand. She smiled at me as she led me down the hall and into what was apparently her bedroom. It was small, with a queen-sized bed, a dresser and two end tables. I could see a closet and a door that I assumed led to the bath. The bedspread was a pink comforter and the pillows were big and fluffy. It looked like a woman's bedroom but at the moment I didn't care. I had eyes only for her.She stopped in front of the bed and began to remove her blouse and skirt. I. I have room."A smile gradually dissolved the anger. Her eyes cast a sad glance. She leaned over and kissed Lionel. Several kisses followed. Her hand sought and found his erection. His found her small breasts beneath her coat. Her loose top and a lack of bra gave him immediate access. He loved the youthful buoyancy and the smoothness and the exciting texture of her areola and engorging nipple."Oh God, I need ... Take me home."His loft apartment with its large space and hardwood floors and wide.