I looked at her closely, enchanted by her beauty. She was petite and thin. She was the absolute antithesis of the Polynesian concept of beauty before ...he Europeans came. In old pre-European Polynesia, a beautiful woman was huge, fleshy, big-breasted, with loads of love handles. No waterbeds were needed when a man had a woman like that had an ocean of flesh. No, this little cutie, this little sweetie was downright ugly by earlier Polynesian standards. Did I mention thin? Yes, I did. Her breasts. I had taken special pains that day to wear my school uniform and braids, giving me the charming appearance of innocent youth. She inquired as to my age, and having learned I was over eighteen, a faint sweat appeared on her brow. Once under way, Madame offered me a sip from her travel flask. After several such sips, I pretended to be inebriated and allowed myself to admit to several very personal masturbatory explorations from her less than delicate questioning into that arena of my education.. He said he thought it would spice up our sex life. I loved him so much, I was willing to do anything.”Noelle nodded, “How was that?”“I have to say, it was exciting at first. I mean two men servicing me was pretty fucking hot, I can’t lie!” Charly admitted. “Then, it became clear that I was just an extra in this little ménage à trois. After a while, I realized I was being played. They were having an affair, and these little sessions were meant to quell my doubts and make me believe that things. He begins talking about fucking me a week earlier and how I could barely take it. I stupidly say, " that was my first time, I can take it now with no problems." His friends are laughing about it and encouraging him to fuck me in front of everyone. (shot 5) Not wanting to get labeled as gay I am hesitant in letting this happen. After a while they give and we get back to drinking again. One of his friends mentions that he will pay $100 to see Darrell fuck me on the stairs. Drunk, I say, lets.