The arrogance of my youth had deceived me.The men I saw were lean studs, with hard bodies and wanderingEyes.Standing among them presented me with a ra...her uniqueChallenge. Most of these guys could have chewed me up andSpit me out. I was definitely the pupil, surrounded by theMasters of virility. I suddenly wondered if I had what itTook to become one of them. As I changed from my street clothes, I felt their eyesAll over me. Sizing me up. Passing judgment. I hadn’t beenThis conscious of my body. They sat down in a quiet corner, within a few minutes one of David's friends came over, a guy called Steve, he sat down and started chatting, then came Pete and Chris, Jenny was wet, she had never had more than two white guys, including me, at a time and now there were four black guys chatting to her.They weren't too obvious, they just chatted, occasionally looking up Jenny's skirt, which she had made easy for them by occasionally opening her legs, David went for some drinks, Chris and Pete. That just letting things happen would solve the puzzles of the Nuymeans. Yes, that was it, an element of faith! Trust in the Gods or Trust of the Gods. That was the idea the glyph on her chest was trying to convey. It was also an instruction. They were telling her to enjoy! Nothing wrong can happen if you trust and are trusted! Maybe that was the problem with Maggie. Maybe Maggie didn’t let herself enjoy what was happening. ‘Fuck!! Oowwww!’ at least that’s what she tried to say through the. Why did this man have so much power over me?"Krystal, I'm sorry. I honestly don't know what to say to fix this. I guess the only explanation I have is that I was scared." "Scared of what Mike?" I asked a little shocked."Scared of how I feel. Krystal, I've never felt this way about any one. Every minute since that night, you are all I can think about. In the past I was able to over look it. Now that I have physically been with you, I can no longer hold them back. And I guess I'm also afraid of.