"Nate didn't especially like the sound of 'a bunch of us' or 'fooled around.'"Is that right? Oh, a bunch of the girls?" No, maybe half and half. Dad, ...'m 19, you know! I'm in college now? Remember? I hang out with girls and guys!" I know, I know, Alexa. I know that you're home for the summer and you got used to living on your own your first year away at school. I'm just being a dad." I know. And I love you for it, Daddy!"Nate loved hearing her call him that. But it was time for her to move on. I am aroused but scared. The moment I get thoughts of someone raping me, I get more aroused than scared. I finally gather the courage to get up. The guy holds me tight and asks me to not move. He whispers into my ears ‘You are my bitch tonight, whether you like it or not!’‘Vishal, is that you?’ I reply in a trembling voice. ‘Yes sweety, I knew you would dress up real nice for me,’ he said. ‘What? You knew that I dress up like girls?’‘Yes, honey. I just wanted to take you by surprise, I was. They looked familiar and I recollected that they were aspiring artists who lived one floor above us in our building.“Hi, I’m Rohit. I’m the male lead,” said the handsome looking guy. We shook hands and he introduced me to the cameraman-director in one. Ayesha came out in a semi-decent dress.It was a romantic scene. At first they exchanged dialogues like girlfriend and boyfriend. It was interesting to watch them, as a third person. Then they were holding hands like new lovers, at which point I. Finally I walked to the front of the hotel. Needless to say I felt like a pile of shit, as I stood there waiting for her. I expected her to come out of hotel with a squad of armed police officers ready to take me away. After what seemed like years, she finally came out of the hotel. She looked around and when she spotted me a big smile spread across her face. She hurried to me and took my hands on hers. She looked at me with a question in her eyes. She silently took my hand and we walked to the.