I'm going to really enjoy this little swap."Lonnie's mind whirled from the scotch and the humiliation of sitting beside this vile, depraved man while ...e uttered his degrading monologue of lurid demands, and frantically she attempted one last desperate act of bravado in the faint hope that she could scare him into silence and letting her free from his evil bondage. She looked at him, steeling herself to be cold, her courage spurred by the overdose of liquor and her desperation."If you don't. Winters are not too bad here, and I had given up my apartment in Mississippi when I left last summer. And it has worked out pretty well. Let's get comfy."She helped me undressed, taking car to keep my mouth away from my undershirt. It is easy to wash me, not my laundry. She handed me a towel, pointed out the shower, and said, "Give me five minutes." As I washed, I hoped she would not change as I wanted to unwrap her. When I got out, she was dressed, but in a long robe. Damn, I wanted to let. This incident happened on Sunday (8th April). I was arriving in Bangalore from home in a bus. As usual, I got down at Madiwala and started searching for cabs, to get me home. After a long search, I got an ola share. Since the price was also only half the original rate, I confirmed my ride.I got in and the driver was waiting for the next passenger. After a couple of minutes a girl arrived, and she got in the back seat along with me. Let me describe her, she was just an average girl, 24 years. It’s not unusual to go to an office happy hour for just one drink so I know we won’t look rude if we leave now, especially on a Friday. I subtly look down the table to see that Lauren is still engaged with the others. Her phone is now on the table so I’m guessing our game is done. Which is good since I can’t handle another public orgasm.“Let’s go,” I say. “Where?”“There’s a dive bar at the end of the street I’ve never been to. Want to grab a drink there?” she asks as we stand up from the.