Your nice curved body makes me very horny.”I looked at him; he was also a big man, hairy, and looked as if he fitted my fetish. I told him, “You s...e, I have this fetish that I want to be fucked by a man wearing a lungi.” he replied,” I want to record me fucking you in lungi so that I can see it whenever I want.” That settled it. He wanted to fuck me. I wanted to be fucked.So, I came to his house the next day. He asked me to go into the room and take off all my clothes. He kept a green colored,. The world around me went black . . . That’s it, then here, not sure where here is or how I got here but the heart is still beating, all I can really ask right now isn’t it? I look around the area and it is very modest, very sparse actually. I can hear someone in the other room outside my vision, they seem to be scurrying around in that room. Other than that and the normal sounds of the jungle, there was nothing else to hear. I can see an AK-47 propped up in the corner. Seeing the weapon brings. I could only nod."People have been killed for loose change," I replied.I was suddenly aware of something that had been nagging at me since we spoke to Cornell."Look," I said, "I'm no expert but how many 13th Century Russian ikons can there be in this world? If it's as rare and expensive as it appears to be, someone, somewhere must know something about it. We need to speak to a specialist!"You don't get too far in my line of work without getting to know the Inland Revenue very well and. “Everyone”. Once the words “everyone” and “gross” are attached to something, it somehow becomes the truth. So, naturally I was not, AT ALL, in the mood to try it, especially with a guy I never met. I thought he was going to force himself on me, and I’d have to scream, but he didn’t. He just asked if he could “taste me”. I was a little embarrassed and kinda grossed out, but I think the fact that I was relieved he wasn’t going to force himself on me that I was a little drunk (which kinda loosens.