Gopal Ji then told us about all the procedures she has to do while dancing and not to panic when people comment on her and when someone tries to touch...her and accept the cash when someone offers her. He then called the choreographer to teach her dance and she went with her. Gopal Ji still was unaware of the fact that she’s my own sister. Neither our family members knew that we were here. I was getting so much excited for the night.Finally, the time came and Gopal Ji asked my sister to get ready. From her comments, this story took a major turn for the better. * I drove most of that day and stopped at a small out of the way motel for the night. The next morning, I continued and drove all that day, my body still aching and my head pounding. The second night, I stopped at a roadside park and slept in the car. I was aching and it was uncomfortable as all hell but I saved a few bucks that I would need soon. By the following day, I was a thousand miles away from the scene of my humiliation. Susan actually told me about that one before Matt did.I snapped back to the here and now as Matt let out a loud moan and yelled "Oh fuck" and declared "I'm fuckin cumming" before blasting his hot cum inside of me. He was completely dripping with sweat as he kept pumping. I heard the sound of his balls smacking and the headboard banging as Matt poured out every drop of cum he could muster. "Holy shit," Matt said with a husky sound in his voice that resonated throughout the room. Matt got up on. The Republican Sheriff had no record, so there was nothing for him to answer.I called the Geek on my burner phone. “Hello there it’s you favorite researcher call me,”“So was that call to the world famous Geek?” Tonya asked.“Was what the Geek?” I asked.“That phone call,” she asked.“What phone call. You have to stop taking those party drugs,” I said. “I think you just had a flashback.”“I don’t take drugs,” Tonya said indignantly.“Not even steroids or human growth hormones?” I asked. She didn’t.