When I get dolled up, I turn heads. But you have to understand, if you’ve never seen a stripper, a Vegas stripper, they are drop-dead gorgeous. They...look like they just up and walked out of a lingerie catalogue. So as we entered the booth, I couldn’t help but fall prey to that common mistake and wonder if she got turned on dancing for people. I can’t imagine she did, doing it day and day out, for anyone who asked. But we all like to think we’re the exception, right? The leopard print beanbag. So I put some nice English movie…we watch…then Mohsin get sleepy…I said “Mohsin…are you getting sleepy now…lets go to bed…..”Mohsin said “Where is my bed…here is only one bed in the room”I said “Mohsin this bed is big enough…we can sleep together….”He said “But…I never sleep with anyone…and also I sleep without any clothes-nude..I think you don’t like it”I said “That’s cool….I myself sleep nude….and I don’t have any problem…if you sleep…in same same bed with me……we both are boys….and we know we. I looked down at myself. “What? You’ve never seen a woman’s breasts before?” He shook his head. “What? An attractive young man like you?” He shook his head again, more emphatically. “Would you be more comfortable if I covered up?” “No Mrs. No please.” I smiled again. “Then let us introduce ourselves.” I held out my hand, “I am Irene. And you are?” “Raj.” “Nice to meet you, Raj.” “A pleasure to meet you, Mrs Irene.” “Just Irene.” I corrected. “Come sit with me.” I patted the sand next to my. Jane had managed to untangle herself from him and escape his grasp for a moment. She attempted to run only to have Sven grab her by the ankles and force her down. He forced her onto her back and with one hand gripping her throat, Sven climbed on top of her, spreading her legs with his other hand as he entered with as much force as he could without hurting her fragile body. His body pounded against her flesh, his face cold and determined as he continued to abuse her. Jane moaned in unanticipated.