As we entered I realised that it was an eating area of sorts. An enormous U-shape of dining tables was arranged in this large room, with hairy warrior... seated all round gorging on the chunks of meat. When I was led up the centre of the U-shape a hush descended. Reaching the centre of the main table, I observed a giant seated in the middle who was obviously the leader of this clan. He was a symbol of virility and looked like a human lion. I had never seen a real lion, only pictures that had been. "Would you like me to prepare you breakfast before you leave, Sir?" I sat up and tenderly kissed the top of her head. "No," I told her. "You go back to the dorm and get some sleep." "Thank you, Sir," she acknowledged, turning her head to give my inner thigh a last kiss before rising and backing out of the room with her head bowed. * * * "Bring the money?" Billy asked as I neared him. I sighed. Billy was a procurer, he prowled the streets and bus stations of the San Francisco area, searching. She shared her personal sex experience with her younger brother-in-law (her hubby’s brother). Her experience and story had all the masala ingredients that qualify for a perfect erotic story. When I asked her about making her experience as a story, she gladly agreed to do with protecting her privacy enough.I finally penned down her experience as a wonderful story and presenting here in the format of Pooja telling the story. From my understanding, Pooja is very conservative, god fearing and. Dammit, I had to come up with a solution to that problem if I was to live through this! I said, "My ... my money is in my saddlebag. Do ... do not shoot me, and I will dismount to get it." I hoped that the bandit would take me for a congenital idiot and let me move my hands without shooting me.I was in luck, and he waved me to the ground. Fortunately, he was on my right side, and one always dismounted on the horse's left if at all possible. Some horses actually got real fractious if the rider.