"She lent on my arm and raised herself rather unsteadily to her feet."Thank you! I must apologise. It was these heels. I'm still not used tothem." No,...it was all my fault. Sorry, I shouldn't have bumped into you."I stooped to retrieve her bag. It was leather, with a gold chain shoulderstrap. The heels were spikes on leather boots that came to just above herknees. Her tartan skirt below a black long-sleeved jumper would have said'private girls school' - if it weren't for the boots. She brushed. ‘You want some more cock, bitch?’ The man asked. I was even more mortified but I managed to shake my head and whisper: ‘Yes.’ ‘Oh No, bitch, we want to hear it from you. Tell us what you want.’ ‘Yes. I want it…, please’. I moaned very softly. ‘You will have to do better than that, you little slut. Tell us where you want my cock’. I saw the man mocking at me, as I could feel my own pussy twitching from the desire welling up within me. Suddenly, I shouted like a maniac woman: ‘Please! Please!. Uska ek door bahar aur ek andar khulta hai.Main abhi whan bistar laga dungi aur jab tum aayoge toh andar se door khol dungi. Tum andar aa kar door lock kar dena. Fir main apne nokar ko kaam de kar khud whan aa jaungi.Main – Wah meri jaan tum toh bahot dimag wali ho. Chalo fir main tyar hota hoon.Indu – Haan mere raja ache se tyar ho jao aaj hum mil jo rhe hai.Bas fir kya tha, dil aur dimag par milne ki khushi chayi hui thi. Main uth kar sidha bathroom me gya aur ache se nahane ke baad maine. There are so many new things to see and do but there was something that immediately drew my attention away from everything else. I didn’t see that many men, with the exception of blacks. There were people of all races. Black, white, Asian, mixed races, etc. But there seemed to be a lot more women as well. Upon scrutiny, I noticed that some of these girls were probably men in women’s attire that, at a glance, appeared to be women. It quickly became the norm to see these ‘supposed’ men in skirts,.