The story starts with an accident that happened to me long back. I had deeply hurt my back and was not in a position to move myself for almost 2 month.... This hampered our sex life also. We were without sex for months. I understood the needs of my wife’s. I started finding an alternative who can give her satisfaction. I tried thinking of my friends, but it was too difficult for me to arrange. Finally, I met two black men who had come to our city for studies. I used to meet them often. Of that. But she had a soft innocence in her eyes, a kind of warmth/love/feeling, I just can't explain it. A glow. A happiness. A loveliness.When she smiled, she smiled a little crookedly. It looked adorable. And she smiled as much with her eyes as her mouth. She always bared her teeth a little, showing a slightly crooked eyetooth, and a gap between her front two teeth, that looked ... well, it looked adorable.She had this cute freckle right on her left ear lobe, which was sort of a target for nibbling. Thedoctor's words settled deep into his subconscious.When Cody awoke again, Lindsay was there, sitting in a chair. Shelooked haggard, like she hadn't slept in a while."Lindsay...?" Cody said, his mouth dry. "What...?"Lindsay looked up at him suddenly, jumping up to his side. She lookedreally concerned and relieved. Cody had never seen her look at him likethat before. It creeped him out a little."You were hit by a car," she told him. "Hit and run. You were out fordays." She looked at him. Not the only one apparently I saw other women moving among the men butthey all paled in comparison to my body. My gold bangles and rings were amark of my status, highest of the pleasure slaves, master of women, butstill the plaything of any man who wanted me.I did not lay on the table for long before I was joined by some morecompany, four soldiers, more sober than the last surrounded me. I waslifted onto the table and flipped onto my back, rough hands held my armsand caressed my tits. one of.