I said I don’t want any inhibition as all the men staked their wives in game of cards so why not ladies use all the men as their dogs. I knew Bittoo...and Raman did not like my reply and now they started treat me like a whore and Raman without any soft feeling pressed my breast so hard that I screamed in pain and bitoo thrusted his penis with great force and make me shout in ecstasy and nowI was not in senses and don’t know I started moaning loudly and seeeeee and oh ohoh and mar agyee pleaase. Our legs and bodies were wrapped tightly and soon we were dry humping. I wish that I could tell you what I was thinking... . I can remember the feeling. I don’t want to sound to cliché, but it was as if a fantasy had come to life for me. I was actually living a dream... Something crazy like that. She backed away momentarily to pull my t-shirt off and unbuttoned my shorts. She then pulled off her own shorts and panties that revealed her dark, very hairy, and very wet muff. She pulled my hand. " she asked."Fifty, ah." I said."Oh no don't get ideas" she said, "No I didn't mean that." Right, Fifty, no, of course not, better not then." I said realising I had mentioned paying Fifty quid for sex."I'll drive you." I offered, "Perkins can pick us up, how's that?" Oh no," she demurred."Ready made chaperone." I insisted, "Least I can do." I left her and went to my office, it took but moments to phone and ask Perkins to come to collect us in the Limo, well our big black company Chrysler 300. A. I had already been to a very good school in the UK called Roedean and now I have been sent to this school to sort of finish my schooling and get me ready for marriage and to take my place in society. To maintain the school’s charity status, we do have some highly educated working-class people. Thankfully they are specially chosen. One of these scholarship girls was Diane Warren. She had already passed her GCSE’s at “A” level at 13 and graduated with a first-class honours degree from a top.