My Russian was sitting next to it, waiting for me to wake up. Now that I had awoken, he grinned slightly. "I hope you slept well, little one. Now, I h...ve a special gift for you. Your parents just received this video, along with a note we wrote detailing our demands. If they are smart, you will be gone tomorrow. If not, then I guess I get to enjoy a little pussy, yes? Anyway, let us watch." He turned on the television and to my horror I was watching a full-color recording of my earlier fucking.. But her deep shame only added to the bizarre thrill of confession, the desire to admit her degradation to another woman. Carla, a devout dog-fucker, herself, would hardly blame Molly. They would probably have a good giggle over it, over the funny way that Molly had gotten even with Jake even before she knew he had sinned.But would Carla be home?She had most likely gotten picked up by that man in the cocktail lounge. But would it have been a fast fuck in a hotel, or might she have brought him. My idiocydidn't matter however. This coming Tuesday at 8:00 I knew where I wouldbe, the only choice I had to make was what I would be. Was I gay (OK,that was out because I liked women), lesbian (that's how I was startingto look at myself), Bi (no) or transgender? I'd decide as I walkedthrough the door. Until then I had something to look forward to, or atleast anticipate. The rest of the afternoon was to be spent indulging inreading and junk food and nothing was going to get in my way. "Well I. Turning it on to steaming hot I sank to the floor and let the erotic scent of sex wash off of me from the two big rain heads. It felt so good, so alive yet relaxed to just sit there and let the evenings debauch activities wash away. I lay down on the stone floor now that the water had heated the tiles, slowly drifting, my head lolling from side to side.I heard giggles and opened my eyes to see two sex goddesses looking down at me – one with a cunt and one with a big cock. Sam was doing the.