His jaw ached from the gag. He had long since lost any idea of how to get out of his current situation. He was happy to let Amanda take the lead.Mike ...asn’t feeling any better. He’d had to cope with being violently snatched from the corridor by what had turned out to be one of these deviant fembots. He’d never been involved in anything kinky before and, when they had forced him to undress, he’d been horrified by what they planned next. He had been pushed into a room and told to put on the. "What happened?" I asked."We went to her parents' house after having dinner at a local restaurant. Noon seemed very proud introducing me to her parents. They weren't happy at all, and soon began to shout at her. I couldn't understand any of it. They weren't using Thai, which I can speak a little. It was some other language. After a time Noon started to cry, but she shook her head and answered them back. There was more shouting and then we left. What's going on?" he asked, confused."I'm not. Tim had some excellent ideas along these lines. First, we'd have to get a phone bank going, with volunteers to work those ringing phones as donations poured in to help the victims of crippling sexual frustration and loneliness. Then, of course, we'd need a Poster Man or Poster Woman for sexual deprivation and unhappiness. (There'd be no sexual Poster Child of course, that's a WHOLE other telethon!).Our next door neighbor, Josh, seemed to be the perfect and ideal candidate for Sexual Deprivation. He quickly pulled up the covers. "This is no time be shy, Ben." It was his mother whispering as she sat on the edge of his bed."Son, you had a terrible night! I heard you groaning and moaning and tossing in your bed most of the night. I got up to check on you and you had the covers down and periodically you were playing with yourself. I spent the last half of the night sleeping in your chair over in the corner in case you were getting sick and needed some help. What I have discovered is that.