I wandered around the city for hours with no idea where I was going. Eventually I found myself in what I was later to learn was a ghetto. Being from a...small town I knew next to nothing about the world. I went into a store and bought a couple of fuck magazines. Everyone I saw around me was black or latino – which was strange to me because, other than Butch, there were no black people in the town I had spent my life in. After leaving the store I walked a couple of blocks. I spotted a decrepit. Janet ignored me and stode to the side of the court she repositioned one of the chairs and sat down, "Dan, what you think does not matter, take off those horrible shorts and get over my knee!", she barked. I had never before seen my wife as angry, I shuffled over to her and red with embarressment unfastened my shorts and let them fall to my ankles quickly cupping my genitils with my hands. Janet then told me to step out of my tattered shorts and drop my hands by my side. I did what she told me. To his relief, he found it liquid once again. He thrust his head out of the water, gulping fresh air into his lungs. After several breaths, he made his way toward shore where Karla and the Gnome waited. Both smiled brightly at him. Feelings of anger and betrayal surged up inside of Patrick as he waded onto the bank. ‘I almost died in there!’ he shouted at them. ‘Why didn’t you help me?’ He saw Karla’s lovely young face crumple into an expression of pain. Still, he went on. ‘Huh? I was trapped!. We went to the middle of park and sat down under open view. It was almost dark time was around 7pm and there were just little light from the street lights across. A few minutes we enjoyed the talks but then no one was around so I thought to start off the show. I gave a peck on his cheeks and slowly unbuttoned my shirt and opened it to reveal my bra. He was amazed to see me taking the initiative this time and we kissed deeply for long. We laid down on the grass and he started feeling my breasts.