"Is it difficult to choose from "yes" and "no"?" Azem hushed me. "I was raped. Please, don't ask me for details..." "Awwwhhh...," he chortled. The ...tmosphere got as thick as in the school toilet where it's filled with a cigarette smoke. "Anyway, I must go to work. It's later than it was half an hour ago." I stood up and started to get dressed. At work I couldn't sit in one place. I had problems to focus on writing a report. Anal sex wasn't something I considered bad itself; I knew about. It was the closest to my home. It was also the one where they hated Uncle Keith, but I didn’t see any reason to continue the feud.When I returned home, I parked in the rear beside the Circus Tent. I noticed that the campground was filled with cars. There seemed to be a dozen cars. That was more than one per trailer and cabin/tent. I wasn’t at all surprised.I wore the Bowie knife and sheath on a belt. I didn’t want anyone to think that an argument with me would be easy to win. I intended for. He wanted to go through the gate, he wanted to go up tothe door and knock, knock so that he come to the door, so that he'd lethim try that smoke again, he felt a burning inside him, it had made himfeel so hot, so sexy, so aroused.He put his hand on the catch, pushing it down, the gate creaking open ashe did so. He stopped, shaking himself, no, no, he mustn't, he mustn't,what was he thinking, he was being a fool, stupid. God here he wasstanding at a strange, weird, perverted, old man's gate. I was shocked but extremely horny by what I just had just saw. I was about to be even more surprised as the young stranger led my partly clad wife away from the booth. The two of them then disappeared to the back of the club and down a narrow hallway. I gave it a few minutes and then got up to see where the two of them had gone. As I enter down this narrow hallway there were about six cubicle type rooms with curtains in front each of them. Each cubicle style room had a big round red autumn in.