What am I tellingabout myself? I guess my slip is finally showing."I guess I should tell you I have been wanting to do this for so darnedlong. Yeah, I...feel a bit out of place, but the weird part is I'mactually in hog heaven. This feels so good." I blurted out, not knowinghow she would take it.After the curlers were all out of my hair, Carrie said, "You know? Ihave been getting a rush out of this, too. It's not every day you get aguy in your chair and he acts like one of 'the girls'. It's. At which point he slammed her, face down, onto the counter, grabbed her wrists with one hand and began walloping her behind with the other. He gave her ten full-strength swats, which were so vigorous that the top of her head bumped into the wall with each blow. Then he released her just long enough to seize her by the hair and jerked her upright, gasping, before picking her up bodily, carrying her across the kitchen and dropping her onto the table.It was small enough so that her legs dangled. I was stunned, he really wanted me to be fucked by someone else? But how? I was out with my house mate and no where near a gay club, how could I explain it?A plan formulated in my mind, I hit the internet on my phone and posted an ad on craigslist, I needed a top to fuck me super discreetly at home, downstairs while my housemate sleptJust the thought of it had me nursing a semi in the club....We got home in the early hours, my housemate headed straight to bed. This was my chance! I jumped. This is where the real fun starts. We were accommodated with a South-Indian family which consisted of two old women, one young daughter and a small kid.They did not speak our language and neither did we understand what they talked. After finishing with our dinner at 8:00 pm we started playing “Antakshari”. Its a game where each contestant sings a movie song that begins with the letter which the previous contestant’s song ended with. I was sitting on the upper-side-berth (above RAC seats) while.