I was angry. How could they do this? Why? I needed answers and fast. What if someone would recognize me? I would be ruined. I paused the video and loo... at who posted it. The user was called “The Feminizer” and private account meant I couldn’t even look at his pictures or his bio. All I could do is leave a message which I did. “Dave. Dude what the hell. This is Nick the one getting fucked by you. PLEASE TAKE THIS OFF NOW” And pressed the button to send. I then reported the video. I was sweating. ‘You are sending shocks through me again. Do you do that to all your women?’ I found her clit and rubbed all around it. ‘You said we needed to explore more. Tell me about that.’ She turned and buried her head in my shoulder. ‘Torben, I don’t have a single coherent thought left in my mushy brain. Is it ok if I cry and sob and act like a little girl?’ I lifted us and walked back to the kitchen. The salad and vegetables were still on the counter waiting for attention. ‘It looks like some guidance. “„I see. So, her parents’ place?“„No, actually they are at her parents’ lake house, or rather were. She’s staying at a hotel.“„That bad, huh?“„Seems so, I’m just glad she didn’t check into a campground or sleep with some stranger from a bar. You know the lake house?“Steven thought for a second, then nodded.„I drove you there once, the address should be saved in the SatNav. Now I see why you called me, that’s a fair bit further out than the main place.“That was a fucking nice way to say ‘through. He rubbed his hand from knee to upwards and pushed her skirt such that her white panty got exposed. Rajiv, “Opps sorry.” She said, “It’s ok.” Rajiv looked down and at her, “Hey I saw your panty wet, you must have pissed here.” Urvi got shocked, “What? I don’t piss on chairs. I am big girl now.” Rajiv more seriously, “May be, but I saw your panty wet and your skirt too is wet from behind.” He had already wet the chair with water. She looked at chair, felt it and it was wet, “How can it be? I.