She said that she is not that her girlfriend and her are in a open relationship. And if I would like to meet her she would introduce me to her. My min... was completely blown I did not know how to take this I did not know how to absorb this. So she asked me when I get back in town on Saturday that she would like to go out with her and her girlfriend. She asked me if I still lived in Ohio I said sort of I'm never home I'm always on the road. And then the conversation about having sex came up and. "You all right?" he asked as my arms moved around his neck."Yeah," I muttered as he started walking back towards the house, whistling for Chey to follow us. It was weird being carried, but Luke didn't even seem to bat an eye; and as ridiculous as I felt at the moment, I was actually kind of comfortable there with him. "Luke?" Hmm?" I'm sorry." Forget about it." He smiled back at me."We're all allowed to have bad days." It feels like more than just a bad day." It'll be okay Rory," he. After testing blood the way a b**st becomes hungrier, similarly Mr. Baboon became bolder for touching and grabbing my genital even in broad day light and in front of other Hostel-mates. Some Hostel-mates even warned me of him and advised to keep off him. I, a boy of 14 years of age, was not aware what Mr. Baboon’s actions will lead me to, as his touch was so enchanting I did enjoy it.I never ever speak a word about him to anybody, except through this story to you (reader), not even to my family. ." He struggled to clear his throat and managed to croak, "Who areyou? Why are we here?" But her only answer was another moan. With a shockhe realised that there was a red ball in her mouth, held there with somekind of gag. He shook his head. There was something else ..."Amy?" he said the name slowly, as if pulling it from the deepest recessesof his memory. "Your name is Amy, right?" She nodded. Now how could hepossibly know that? Because ... because ..."Wait, you were the waitress at the cafe,.