It had not gone anywhere. In fact, it grew stronger and ate at me by the day. Exhilarating, nasty sex came closest to calming my storm. Right then, my...dick felt so hard it could have murdered somebody. Why did I feel so goddamn lonely, and yet titillated? I finally almost managed to fall asleep, when I saw movement through my open bedroom door, in the living room. I had to be dreaming. I’d heard no noise. Closing my eyes, a warm draft swept over me. I didn’t have the heat turned on, and my door. 500. ‘Arrey Madam, paisa humare paas bee hai, yeh lorry hum cash deke kareeda, cash nahee chahiye’ (Mam, I have enough cash – I bought this lorry cash down, I don’t want cash). I asked him what he wanted. He was unashamed and drunk – he said – ‘muje tho aapko sulana hai’ (I want to bed you).I scolded him in my broken Hindi and asked him to fuck off. He said – fine and left. Scared and lonely – I sat back in car and there was not even a single vehicle for next half-an-hour. I decided to turn. A single figure was kneeling before them all. Feractian. His blood covered the snow around him. The figure behind him raised his arm, and brought it down viciously. I heard the faint crack of a whip, and a scream. Feractian pitched forward onto his face. Two more figures suddenly emerged; one golden-armored man holding a struggling woman. The woman was thrown to the ground next Feractian, and the man behind her drew his sword. Feractian’s scream could be heard clearly now. He threw himself at. ”Me- “toh behen-bhai ke bich pyar nai hota? Aur pyar ki boundary kisne banai hai….dont u luv me sis?”Anu- “Haan….magar…”Me- “aapne hi kaha tha–kisi apne ke saath hi karna pasand hoga aur aap tadap bhi rahi hai lust or desire se…”Anu begins to cry….I horny as hell begin to lick her tears off her cheecks and eyes…holding her by her waist and stroking her thighs with another hand…she begins to breath heavily…and mutter….”No Amo…noooh…ummm…naahhh….aaamoohh….yeesss….aaaaahhhhh…Seeing her moan, I get.