I was physically attracted to him and he had great stamina. Hedidn't really care of his girlfriend was a prostitute as long as she mademoney. I would ...o out in the evening and turn tricks while he would "hangwith his boys" and get fucked up or go out and raise hell.One night, I got home and Jamal was still out. I went to bed and fellasleep. I woke up the next morning and still no Jamal. That was unusualbut not unheard of. Maybe he was passed out somewhere. I turned on the TV around noon and. Gradually I could see Rahul and Roy---vacating their seats for their friends ........ Being felt by new hands took me to new heights.....It made me more horny and want for more and more...It was clear---Both of them also enjoyed watching me getting fondled at the hands of their friends... Rahul and Roy were getting bolder....They knew - I enjoyed being exposed and displayed to an audience...... I guessed, their next move would be to encourage active audience. She was furious, scared, hurt, heartbroken, tired, and a soon-to-be adult. I could not believe how many tears she cried. They must be from her father’s side. I offered that we could call the police, but she nixed that idea. The boy was 18 years old, and she didn’t want to have to deal with the inevitable hassles at school the next day, from his being arrested. I offered to call our neighbor down the street, as her boy was on the football team, and bruiser. Rachel’s son, Brian, and Emily had. NowI'll finish your makeup, dress, and we will go out to a bar I knowabout." Oh God, Jan, I'll feel like a fool." No! You will look good; the bar will be dark, we will have fun. We'lldance together like two girl friends, and no, I don't intend to pick upany men, so don't worry."Later she pronounced me ready, handed me a purse, and we sallied forthto a bar. I felt like a freaking idiot because this scene was not me --absolutely not me. The cage -- that damned cage controlled me and my'wife'.