I really didn't want to because I still couldn't believe this was going on. I'd rather see it in bright lights but didn't want to insist. As soon as I...turned the lights off, it went pitch dark, and then I started to make out some of things as my eyes adjusted to the limited light creeping in from below the door. She took off everything, until she was totally nude, and asked me to sit back down on the safe. Now the safe was feeling real cold against my naked buttock, but the warmth of her young. Innocently, she complied.“Lokesh, is the most useless of all my sons”, he said. “He is neither good at business nor has he been able to hold down a job. But he is my son, and I cannot leave him on the street, can I?”Varsha felt her world beginning to crash around her.“You needn’t worry. You will be always taken care of in this house. But….”“But?”“It is a fact of life, nothing comes for free, does it? Plus, you are a young woman, you will have needs, physical needs.”Varsha began to get the drift. He twisted to roll aside. Bones splintered as the barrel smashed across his hip. Mind-blanking pain seared him. The barrel continued toward his head. All turned black. # The world was dim. Wim shook his head to clear his sight. Where was he? Before him, a narrow street ran up a hill. From behind came the burble of a busy roadway. On top of the rise, beyond a lumbering beer wagon, were the twisty columns and the woman in yellow, again. Again? He had never been in this quarter of the city but. Marcus in my mouth. Mr. Stanley up my pussy (I no longer called it my boy parts) Always dressed as a woman.Then one day (after a few weeks of this) after I had came. I tried to get Mr. Marcus in my pussy. I'm not sure why I tried this. I knew it wouldn't fit. That damn thing is longer than my forearm, and fatter than my wrist. At first all I could do was press it against me. Slightly opening against its massiveness. I maybe had about half the head in me. And that's all I could get. But then on.