..” all which, common landlord’s cant, not only pleased and soothed me, but helped to diver my confusion at being with my new sovereign, whom, the...minute approached, I began to fear to be alone with: a timidity which true love had a greater share in than even maiden bashful-ness.I wished, I doated, I could have died for him; and yet, I know not how, or why I dreaded the point which had been the object of my fiercest wishes; my pulses beat fears, amidst a flush of the warmest desires. This. I told her not to panic because I'm OK and than I told her what I saw earlier. She smiled and asked me why and I told her that I want her to have the great sex life that I can't offer her and than explained what I just discovered during my walk. She told me that she also discovered that she needs a lot of sex and her sexual preferences expanded to anal sex, group sex, double penetration etc. She also suggested I should try to have sex with a guy, so I can be sure that I like it or not and. I had never done anything like this before, apart from a wank session with my best school friend, where we could see who could come the most, but I felt so fucking turned on that I would have agreed to any suggestions, and nodded my agreement, the second guy, who was called Frank eased me away from the urinal, and into the cubicle, as Tom closed and locked the door. I realised that we were in the disabled toilet, so there was quite a lot of space, and I was told to take off all my remaining. I lost all balanceand, arms flailing, I fell screaming and hit the water. I struggled to the surface, splashing and crying, "Help me! I'm drowning!" With my mouth full of water, I'm sure it must have sounded like "hlp..drwnng". I sank, my wet clothes dragging me down and unable to swim in any case.Had he seen me? Had he heard me? Would I drown? He's not coming. I'm struggling, but I can't... No...can't hold my breath any....blblblblb...the bubbles of my last breath going up to the.