So one fine day my mom my sister and myself went to the swamiji ashram met him. It was really difficult to get appointment from the swamiji since my r...lative being one of his devotee she some how got the appointment for us.Once we were about to enter the swamijis room our cell phones were taken away and a token was given. So when we enter the room swamiji was sitting on the floor with his eyes closed and there were two ladies standing beside him may be they were his servants or devotees.So once. He, my partner is even more intrigued that this seemingly young attractive married woman who appears to be straight laced and responsible is involved in something like this, and has actually said such a thing! He presses her for even more details about our sex life much of which he is already aware of, she goes on to explain that we have had a very wonderful and kinky sex life and that she really loves it and that one time had even made a comment in the heat of some incredible love making that. The boy couldn't be much more than eight but he was developed nicely. Enough that he looks just like a miniature little man. Strong shoulders and a flat tummy but still with those big pubescent green eyes that sparkle with innocence. A little man destined for abuse.What really keeps drawing Eyes' attention though is his wet crotch. His soaked shorts cling enticingly to his body, which maddeningly outlines his sexuality. Eyes lustfully and cruelly stares at his little package that he is sporting. I guess the lovey dovey was a one way street, as long as he didn’t have to foot the bill. I don’t know if his employer ever did anything about the video. It didn’t matter anyway, at least to me. I finally let the staff, well Joyce and Lisa anyway, browbeat me into taking a holiday. I wasn’t all that interested in vegetating on a beach somewhere, so I rented a motorhome with a view to exploring Western Canada. The thing was big enough that I could tow my car so I was able to set up somewhere.