I again felt something brush against my bottom & i realized it was this old man’s hand resting on the “jolla” bag. However, after a few minutes,...he brushed his hand a couple of more times & then very casually lets his hand lightly rest on my sari on my buttocks -palm outwards. I was a little taken aback, but decided to ignore it then it is a crowded bus & this could be a mistake – however after a few minutes i felt his hand begin to slowly move & lightly caress my buttocks. I was surprised. It went from the touristy part of town to the suburban commercial areas in just a few minutes. Then to an almost vacant industrial park.Roger was a little concerned when Bruno pulled the Buick into the drive of a deserted plant."This would be a great place to kill a cop and then dispose of the body. You wouldn't have to go outside at all," Roger suggested."Or to hold off an army of thugs trying to kill a cop," Bruno suggested."How would it be against an army of cops?" Roger asked."Thugs, rogue. "Where am I?" I asked unsure. "You're in the hospital baby don't you remember what happened?" I looked into my mother's eyes and it all came flooding back to me. After I told Natalie that I wasn't ready to be a father she went missing for a few days. The police were called and when they broke down the door they found her hanging from the ceiling. Her suicide not read "What's the point of living if I can't have him!". Everyone wondered who "him" was, but I knew it was me. Whatever happened to. Being restrained from movement, left with no control or option or free-will, and left with no apparent protection, this was not only now a new challenge for me but I was also feeling an achievement of a new sexual high being experienced. There was something about being in this condition that gave me that high, a sharp jolt with each new unseen, unexpected touch by tongue or dog body as I was mounted.Later (much later? I had no idea), I was woken by a sound. Yes, I had fallen asleep. There had.