Loud.?I shudder. The cat rubs against my thigh, as if in sympathy. I summon all my courage. And my trust. I can do it, and I will do it, I think.?For ...im. The man who owns me. Thinking of him, of what he will do to me, starts to make me hard.Friday night. We are on the Interstate. It is dark and chilly. He is driving my car, and without looking at me, he says ?Take off your clothes.?I do what he says, shivering in the car, the leather seat cold.?Throw them out the window,? he says.?My shoes,. I slowly made my way past Holli's ass finding where the heat was coming from, she gasped as my hand brushed across her soaked pussy then sticking a finger in it.As I fingered her she leaned over a little allowing me to put another finger in and having a better reach I could go deeper, my girlfriend reached over and lifted Holli's shirt above her head freeing her pretty tits. They were now kissing each other and running their hands all over each others body, it was a huge turn on for us all. My. I arranged the pallu into thin pleats, pinned them together and let it fall over my shoulder, hiding only half of my boobs each. My legs were visible through my see through sari. This bra had a knot and not hooks at the back, which made my blouse-less back look sexy. I applied an orangish red lipstick and some gloss, perfumed my hair, neck, and underarms and waited horny for my hottie.At around 9.15, my phone rang and he was waiting at the door. His eyes were reddish and he seemed to be a. When my cat meowed and screamed because she was in heat I just looked at her and was like, "You and me both, my furry bitch." I had found myself completely sympathizing with her. We were officially simpatico.But that wasn't the worst of it. I found myself thinking about clown dick. Seriously how fucking terrifying would it be to get fucked by a guy who decided that being a clown was a good career choice. But for whatever reason, I imagined that clowns had dicks the size of Godzilla's. It was.