Mi mage hoto tyanchi bhariv gand ajun mast desat hoti mi tasach kahali basun tyanchya gandila chumbaan ghet pucchi cholu laglo aani vakun mast pucchiv...r jeebh firvu laglo. Tyanchya aangat tharthar aasa shaharyan tya bedhund zalya. Aani maz dok ajunn gandivat dabu laglya mi tasch pucchit jeebh firavat chatu lagalo. Kadhi gand dabat tar kadhi thann kacha kacha dabat choku laglo tyana ssahan hoina.Mag tya mage firun maza lavada cholat saral maza lavada tondat ghevun choku laglya. Mast khar sangu. She will get off on it, trust me."I glared at Jason hard. In response he went over to the rope which was holding my arms up behind me, and pulled on it, raising my arms higher. "Aaggghhh!!!!!" I cried out from behind the gag as the pressure from the binder bent me further down. My body was now bent forward completely, at a 90 degree angle and I could no longer see Jason, Diane or Steve. I began standing on tip toe to try and relieve some of the pressure, and while it didn't help much, the. "Do you want me to go on?" he asked. I was grateful for the questionbecause for me it was over and I could have switched to something else,but I wanted to be there for him, I wanted him to have pleasure with me.And suddenly I felt the deep need to be a woman and I had the hope to beable to give this man what he expected from a woman.And when he had finished he hold me firmly in his arms before we took ashort nap."Have you ever had sex with a woman?" he asked when he woke up."No." And with a. A carload of enterprising reporters actually found their way to my cabin one afternoon. We were polite, we were pleasant, and we were boring. They'd thought we'd heard or seen something, it turned out we hadn't, they finally realized their mistake and let us go. What was it we'd supposedly heard or seen? Sorry, they'd asked us to say nothing more about it, it was a question of, yep, "national security."In fact they hadn't said anything at all about what we could tell the media. They hadn't.