"There is nothing I can say to that," I replied."Good, then I'll see you sometime tonight," Wilma informed me.After her call I went to the trike to re...ove my new fishing rig. It was the seven piece, telescoping fishing pole. Not rod but plastic pole which was the replacement for the poles I had used with Shawn. Mine would fit on the trike easily. I used a fake pole, kite string, a hook, and a fake worm to fish. I tried as hard as possible to not catch fish. I used the time to sit outside, work. The idea of masturbating fully naked while sitting next to another guy somehow hadn't entered my mind, yet, I followed his lead and removed everything I had on before sitting on his bed.I found myself glad he hadn't turned on the light or opened the shades as the semi-dark room provided a sense of privacy. The only real source of light came from the TV on the opposite wall, and I was determined to remain focused on that wall. I wasn't "afraid" to see another guy naked. Having lived in the dorms. Losing her balance, she slid down the wall. As it dawned on her drunken mind that she never could get up again, the tears started trickling down her cheeks.In this state of despair, George Ironmonger found her. He, the owner of the hotel, passed her on going to his private annex. He bent down over her to ask if she were alright and if he could help her to her feet. But then, smelling the alcohol on her breath, George straightened up. He reached for his phone to tell the reception to have this. He threw both of us out the window naked and I landed in the rose bushes. I got out and ran down the street and got picked up by a man who forced me to give him a blowjob. He put me out on the side of the road where a biker gang found me. They brought me here and tied me up and they all had their way with me. When they were finished they just got on their bikes and rode away and left me here.”The man smiled as he undid his pants. “Gee lady, it looks like it’s just not your day.”These are.