No sense waking the others without reason.I beached the dinghy and walked to the shelter. I laughed as I saw how we had left our things. There was our...cooler, Bonnie’s duffle, and her Roger Roadie and the lube tube were still lying on the table. I thought that it was a good thing that this beach was so secluded. Our rap would have been blown by anyone who had ventured upon this scene. It took just two trips from the table to the shoreline and all of our belongings were in the dinghy. I pushed. I lost both my parents by the age of 5 and was sent to my uncle’s home. But he too was very poor. So he ‘sold’ me to be the servant of Thakur ji which was actually a blessing in disguise.They made me work hard but still treated me very well. Then Balwant ji got married and bhabhiji looked after me like a real brother. Then Mahesh was born and I felt so happy. When I was 25, they found an orphan girl for me to marry. Life was so good. I was the servant while she was the cook. I loved her so. The best part of all was that they were naked as the day they were born! This was the best entertainment I’d had in months. I couldn’t believe my luck. Several times it looked like they stole glances up my way, but I didn’t care. If they didn’t want me to stare at their sexy bodies, then they’d cover up or go inside. After watching for quite a few minutes, I noticed that my 8” cock was rock hard in my shorts. These girls were too much for me and as much as I didn’t want to, I went inside. As. When the train pulled into the next station, I prayed people would get off, but just the opposite happened. A wave of new passengers shoved on, and the pervert squashed against me even tighter. The train took off again, rocking back and forth, and it felt like I had a thick wooden broomstick wedged between my buttocks. I thought of screaming, “Get off me, jerk,” but I was too embarrassed and didn’t want to make a scene. The next stop was in about ten minutes and I told myself I could stand it.