Every judge, clergyman, cop and con-artist had a regular at "Charlie's", as it was then known. After all, where else could you get a blonde 15 year ol... beauty to drink a pint of piss or take a fist up the ass? And love it? Charles' girls were enthusiastic as all hell, because he insisted on it. Some of them were recommended by the teenage neighbourhood boys and some found their own way there. His best piss-drinker, Betty Mae, was spotted by the soda jerk two streets over, offering her services. .’Ah yes…and you must be Debs?’ ‘Erm….Yes’ Debs replied, pondering on how and why they had their names. Miss Wilkinson rang earlier and arranged everything. Can I show you to your table?’ Claire stepped from behind her desk and waited for Debs to follow. They stepped through another set off wooden doors and down a couple of steps into a large open area. There were about twenty table spaced evenly out across the available floor space, each one with a candle in the middle offering a little. Tom was trying to force a way through them. When he found a TV reporter and his cameraman standing between the taxi and us, he had a quiet word with him.‘Look arsehole, perhaps you didn’t hear, but my boy has had a serious injury and he doesn’t need you pushing microphones and cameras in his face. Now one of two things is going to happen here. Either you gentlemen are going to step aside or your friends are going to get some excellent footage of me shoving his camera up your arse.’I looked down. It happened with me in October 2007. I am staying in Noida with an athletic build with 8” long and 3” thick penis. I was just chatting in a chat room then a message comes saying “Who wanna have a Threesome MMF?” I just replied saying that I’m interested. This reply started everything. Actually that was a message from a guy who wanna share his girl friend so that she can be fully satisfied (isn’t it interesting?). That time we exchanged our numbers and planned our meeting on some Sunday. When.