And my hopes of not being pushed into the depths of the bunker wereevaporated by several strong knocks and a distinctly Russian voice atthe door. I wa... blindfolded and my hands were tied behind my back and Iheard the hushed quiet of the people I had lived with. They knew, like Idid that if anyone protested in the least they would be shot. I wastaken outside, evidenced by the cold air filling my lungs and causing mybody to quiver. And after what felt like a short walk, we began todescend which I. I noticed that last spring/summer, (2019) her presence would make me very, very excited and horny and I started getting an erection when she washed my body, which I found quite a turn on! (I still do.) If I didn't get a full erection as she washed my body, I did when she washed my penis. To be honest, I was a little bit embarrassed about getting an erection in front of her, and I would apologise, and Niki would cover it with a towel.I suppose that I started to get an erection every time she. Hayley, I was happy to see, had already pulled her suit off. And I could see all the good parts."You coming?" Her voice surprised me and made me flinch. It was almost like I was caught cheating or something."Shortly!" In more ways than one, I hoped."What's taking you so long?"Sometimes, telling the truth, modified slightly, works. "I'm just checking that you can't see from one side to the other. I guess they built it like this so a breeze can blow through." And I could feel a slight. What a rush seeing that, but that tale is for another time and perhaps another site!The times that really sticks in my mind was when my wife was away a her sisters and I took my Indian friend to a nudist Health Spa and sauna that I often used to frequent in Brighton, on the south coast. I warned her that everyone would be nude and that other men there would maybe want to fuck her and that this was normal and she should not be upset or worried. Her English was not great, but she understood.