"I do yoga. I'm capable of bending in ways you can't imagine," I replied."Still didn't answer what I'm asking. How adaptable are you to new anddiffere...t things in the bedroom?" she asked."I don't really know. I've only been with one girl, and that was veryconventional. You know, me on top," I replied.At that moment, her father came back with an ice bag. She put it against herelbow, which obviously had no real damage."Father, he'll do fine," she said."Ok, Sunil, you're going to get a special. I heard him unbuckle his belt and then unzip his fly and struggle out of his trousers. He joined his cohorts and they all smiled evilly at me. The guard who had escorted me to the kitchen improved a growing erection with a few quick strokes of his hand. He was obviously the leader of the pack."You know what to do," he said, a note of finality in his voice."We want from you, what you make the others pay for. It's quite simple really; we're going to use you like the trash that you are." If you. “Now let’s see you jerk that thing off.”I obliged, and quickly worked into a steady rhythm, rubbing the head of my cock with one hand and working my balls with the other. She smiled and told me I was doing a good job, that I was turning her on. So I sat across from this beautiful stranger in her sunny livingroom, watching her watch me masturbate.“Stand up,” she said suddenly, after a few minutes. I obeyed. “Come here.” She pointed at the floor beside her chair. I crossed the room in as. She had become a screaming bitch causing some major disagreements recently, and of course, it was always my fault.That night, she seemed to be trying to be nice to me. She surprisingly told me that she and her sister had spent the entire day shopping. Then she said that they had a great lunch at a restaurant that was at least 30 miles away from where I saw Denise.The lie set off alarm bells. Was Debby conspiring with her sister to cheat on Denise’s husband? I wondered what other conspiracies.