“Stop it, Kunal. Don’t make her uncomfortable,” Rakhi said as she took her bra off.Now it was Kunal’s turn, his last piece of clothing. When h... pushed his undies down, his penis jumped out as if gasping for air.“Look at all that precum,” Rakhi commented and she looked at me. Now it was my turn to show my boobs to them. Very shyly, I unhooked my bra. I had my left hand across my chest and dropped the bra on the ground.“Come on, Kriti. I am naked here. You can’t act modest,” Kunal. NO problem!I went on into the booth area. I had gotten lucky in a glory hole booth the last time, but decided not to hit it this time. I nodded to the man that was standing there, said hello, and proceeded to a booth and promptly locked the door. At least I THOUGHT that I had.The man who was standing just inside the booth area now entered my booth, unzipping his fly and revealing 7 soft inches of man meat. I locked the door and removed my pants, dropping to my knees in the same motion. I took. ” I nodded and assured him that it wouldn’t be necessary.“Yeah, well, my cousin Pancho has a three-thousand-acre ranch out in West Texas. We bury that mother fucker out there, they never find the body.” I couldn’t tell if he was serious, but knowing Martinez, I assumed he was honest. I promised not to do anything stupid and to keep my personal problems out of things. As he walked away, he shouted, “Call me if you change your mind.”I retrieved Dave, and we headed back toward his place, but he. Not only that, but instead ofclothes in the boxes, there was a note taped to the top of one. Itread, "Sorry, Diane. Good little girls only wear girl's clothes," andit had a smiley face. I was stuck.Suddenly, a revelation! TOOLS! If I couldn't go somewhere to have theseremoved, I could do it myself. I didn't have much in the way of tools,but I know that I had a pair of bolt cutters. I went back upstairs tothe garage and found that all of my tools were gone too. In their placewas another note..