He laughed and said that he was divorced and does not get to hurt anyone.“Done!” he declared as he finished applying aftershave on my face. He ask...d me if I wanted anything else done. He kept rubbing my cheeks and neck while talking to me. I was also feeling nice and excited that I didn’t wanna leave too.“Shall I give you a head and back massage?” he quickly suggested.I agreed and he went and got some oil and asked me to take off my tee shirt. Without giving me time to even think, he pulled my. This time, I saw four men standing around a campfire and talking vehemently with sometimes extreme gestures. Intent staring showed that one of the men was Sanchez, himself.Dammit, I couldn't afford to pass up this opportunity. I rushed a bit in order to get in the shot while the man was still so exposed, but I was still determined to make my shot count. I fired, but bad luck finally showed its ugly head. Just as I fired at Sanchez's chest, one of the other men leaned over and was struck by the. .. Let me out of here!" Don't be so fucking stupid!". He had one of those East Londonaccents - not at all what you'd expect from a steward. "If I was todo that, they'd have me in there before you could say JackRobinson! You're valuable, you know, and we have to take care ofthe cargo." Look, I'm not cargo... I've been captured.... Please help me...Call the police, or something..."He just laughed! "You're so fucking naive, mate! I work for theboss, the man that now owns you. I like my job flying. Aaj, pyaas bhuja do meri jaan, phir maine usse ghumaya aur uski eyes ko dekh usse apni aur khich lips ko bht wildly chusne laga phir uske earlobe ko katane laga aur uske nipples ko apne hath sae maslne laga usko bhi ab josh chad chuka tha jungli billi ki trh mujhe dhaka deke meri shirt utari aur meri chest ko kiss karne lagi aur mere nipples ko chusne lagi aur dhire dhire niche jaane lagi aur apne daanto sae meri underwear utarne lagi n jb mera lauda uske muh par aake gira to jungli billi ki.