Maggie looked at her curiously. ‘What were you going to say?’ ‘I have remembered something Gwen said to James, it would appear that Gwen does no... seem to have too much of a grasp of economic reality.’ ‘You have to realise, Abby that Gwen was brought up in a society, where girls were not expected do anything except ride horses, decide on menus, look decorous and have babies, but never, ever to have any dealings with something as sordid as money. Men administering their estates, investments and. I could feel my eyes widen along with my hole as Jay took me again as his pussyboy. I glanced into the mirror and could see my wide eyes staring back at me. My face was a mix of pain and pleasure and something else. I couldn't identify it until I looked at Jay's face again. On it was the look of a conqueror, a dominant male taking what he wanted. A look of superiority as he fucked another male up the ass to satisfy his sexual desires.Jay's dark face shone with sweat, determination and. Maybe my dad even fondled her breasts over that chiffon saree…So off we went, the three of us- Mom, Dad and Me, making the 400 kms journey from Bangalore to Kodaikkanal in our car.Most part of the journey was pretty boring. Mom and I sat in the back seat, while dad drove the car. I just listened to my music and buried my head inside a novel, despite my mother’s protests. The book began dragging a bit, and I started becoming aware of my surroundings. I knew mom and dad were engaging in a. We'd be going round a sharp bend soon. Used to this journey, I braced myself for the turn, planting my feet wide apart. The person behind me was obviously less accustomed to the journey and fell forward as the train turned. I felt their body press up against me, particularly pushing into my round backside. A man muttered an apology and I craned my neck to see him. A smile fluttered over my lips as I quickly took him in. He was effortlessly handsome: olive skinned with large green eyes and brown.