I cried and I prayed to God to understand me, even if I did not understand myself.As I fingered my pussy and fucked my anus, I watched the godless har...ot in the mirror, although I still could not look her in the face. I felt no pain from my latest, fattest dildo, signalling that I needed thicker, that I needed my new friend, the pain to return to me, to help me.As always, I felt the stirrings of the magma boiling below, still trapped just beneath the surface, unable to affect the eruption I. “No,” I replied. “You secret is safe with me.”Tiffany was happy to know she had earned my trust and confidence.“I’m not gay,” Tiffany quickly responded as I stepped back into the threshold of her bedroom door.“Neither is your friend,” I replied. “She swings both ways.”“How do you know?” Tiffany asked.“Oh, I know,” I replied, “Trust me.”Tiffany looked confused.“By the way,” I replied. “It’s your turn to do the dishes. You might want to have them done before your mother gets home. You know she. You guys must have already guessed but still, let me tell you guys what I said:Me: Mahima, I want to fuck you so bad. I can’t control myself. You see that train, let’s continue there.Mahima was initially mad at me. “Wha.. What if someone sees us there”, she asked. But I persuaded her and she finally agreed.I caught her hand and we walked towards the train. I searched for a nice place as its departure was scheduled after an hour or so. There were very few people around at that time. I took her. Someone willing to let us both go about our lives without intruding our issues on each other. He watched me watch him stroll to a table with eight seats, the other seven already occupied by a mixed group of men and women I had already been ignoring as normal. Since his arrival did not occasion anything else out of the ordinary, I went back to savoring each and every mouthful of the rabbit dish making my tongue oh so very happy.The danger finally penetrated my obliviousness when Ambrose arrived,.