After my little afternoon session with Heather I was exhausted and wondered how well I would hold up for a 3 mile run around the lake. Not only that, ...ut I was still recovering from shroomin the night before. Kelly was in the living room doing yoga. She greeted me with a soft smile as I joined her to stretch out. We went through various stretches that I had no clue how to do, but tried to imitate what she was doing. Gradually she moved on to some more advanced stretches and I struggled to keep. Was it the popularity of the upskirt shot when I fell over on YouTube?The media loves celebrities falling over so it could have been.Was it how despite my obvious attraction to Megan dressed as a FrenchMaid, (I told her "Wow babe you look hot") and my protest "I don't wantto be a modern man or a French maid!" and my questioning of the sexualorientation and masculinity of men who dressed like I was now dressed Iappeared to be flattered when Megan replied "You don't look so badyourself!" and I. Then there was no looking back. They finished all the work on first day itself.Next five days all the work they did was fucking me in all angles and all positions and in all nooks and corners of house.Laxman had a brilliant idea. He recorded while they were working and we played that recording on my music system to assure neighbors that work was in progress and also it muffled my screams and cries of pleasure.I never left the house for next one week. They would go out, bring food for me,. I decided to make the best of it when I drifted into a savage encampment in a morning fog, before I was aware. I sculled to the shore, and taking up my tin of nails, leaving all my other worldly possessions behind, I strode to a fire before the largest skin hut, and seated myself. The inhabitants looked askance at me in curiosity, but offered me no molestations, unless you count the small naked urchins who tumbled about me, touching my hair in curiosity and awe, and fingering the cloth of my.