I’m not gay, I thought to myself, what the hell had I been thinking? I got changed and went for my swim. I didn’t stay for the full hour today wit... my heart and head still having trouble deciding whether or not it was happy or disappointed over him not being there. I got out and went to have my shower. Obviously the events of the day before had reduced my inhibitions somewhat and I strutted around the room with my cock swinging for everyone to see. As I was drying my hair with my towel, still. The streetlight was passing through the ventilator and was falling on her now half naked body. I closed the kitchen door and made myself comfortable next to her on the floor. Though the floor was cold my body was warm.Lata was mumbling something and then i got to know she mumbles in sleep. The blouse was half open and it was still on her shoulders. The blouse so well fitting her juicy body that there was no way i could take it off her shoulders without applying force. Hence i had to be content. So when the first visitors did begin to spill through it was encouraging to hear that many of the people who had gone through were doing well, but were unable to return as it seems that the portals were a one way device, and that the first visitors had come through to establish a form of embassy, so that the two plains could co-exist, and gave away their technologies, which helped revolutionize the abilities to build large buildings, and grow stronger and more bountiful crops, which in turn. Yet, I have always felt as if there was a piece missing from my life. I had never met my soul mate and I felt as if that person was what was missing in my life. Supposedly there is somebody for everyone. I was starting to believe that was a lie. My friends were into the scaring the hell out of each other on Halloween. This year it seems that it was my turn to be tortured. They decided that to see how much of a woman I really was. I had to stay locked in a haunted, abandoned mansion overnight..