“Wa, wa, wa! You want your mommy! What are you, a girl?”The boy glares at the man, his cheeks covered in tear tracks as he yells, “I’m not a g...rl!”****************************************************A couple of years later the same man is dragging the same boy, this time wrapped in fish sausages toward a trapdoor, from which the sound of a hundred cats wailing for food can be heard.“What is wrong with you? You’ll never master the Cat Fist if you don’t do the training! Quit acting like some. Ifelt pitty on her and said That infact i will give her money if she let me lick her cunt .she Was annoyed.after sometime when i found that ihere was no way i told her that before leaving rahul including my other friend in locality will enjoy her own xxx movie. Then i went out in angry.at night at about 11 there was a call from rahul’s house in my cell.i received it And found bani(rahul’s mom )requeting me to come to her house as soon as i see rahul going out next day.in the noon after lunch i. I sat Anita on the couch next to them and I took the only other seat, a comfortable armchair. Soon the kind girl came to indicate the other couple their cab had arrived.The warmth of the room and comfort of this armchair soon made me drop off to pass out. A while later, as I opened my eyes again, I could see a couple black guys bending over Anita, who was now lying down.I just pretended to be still with my eyes closed.The thought that a complete stranger had fingered her cunt back at the office. As dinner wore on I was starting to get a little disappointed, this was nothing like what I imagined it would be like. Only a few words were spoken by either of us, most of the talking being between the suits and the photographers.After dinner started out the same way, we moved to the couch and they took staged pictures of us "talking." This lasted for about 20 minutes, more tuning out on my part, smiling, posing, looking like I was enjoying myself but I was getting bored out of my mind at this.