I asked her how she was feeling, and she said about how drunk she got, and remembered the club and intense dreams, and again I said I had to walk her ...o her room after the club and she was apologetic for being so drunk. She had zero recollection under the hypnotics, about the sex. It was good to validate the storyline so if she did have flashbacks it would be tied to her weird dreams, not the fact I drug fucked her two nights in a row. She said the club was a blast and wanted to go back that. She knows about my former girlfriends and relationships, et al. However, when she learned about this site and the stories on it, she became intrigued. She not only wanted to know more about my past-she wanted to read it-she totally fell in love with erotic stories, and as long as I stay her favorite author, I’m pretty OK with that. She liked my last story, but she wanted something different. She wanted me to go back further. Back to high school. Back to that just before college time of my life. Asif yeh sab baatein bolke aur sunke jor jor ke strokes maar raha tha aur Rishi ka lund bhi asif ki thukai se hil raha tha joh mummy ki gaand ke andar tha.Thodi der baad asif ne apna pura maal andar daal diya. Rishi abhi bhi bahut hard tha. Dentist ne fir mummy ki chut pe apni tongue daali aur chut chaati…dentist ne bahut acche se chut saaf karke apna lund mummy ki used chut me ghusaya toh asif ka sperm andar se nikalne laga aur ek nadi ki tarah rishi ki lund tak pahuch gaya. Rishi ko samajh. Go ahead and sit."He motioned to the larger table. We sat.I studied the other patrons. Two monks sat face to face, hunched forward, mumbling. An empty bottle stood between them. A father sat rigid in his seat, presiding over his family. His wife squirmed and fretted over their two well behaved, unhappy girls. A man sat alone. He was large, his face like stone.I looked up. The room had an ornate crown molding inscribed with absurd figures: men, women, animals, all deformed. One man had.