This time I asked her to come and sit next to me while her husband was sitting opposite to us. She said in a low voice, “Jai, we both have liked u a...lot. But please go easy since this is our first time”. I thanked her and assured her that I would go easy. I told them some of my previous experiences. I asked what Kumar wanted. He replied he wanted to watch initially then join later on.By the time our wine was over, Savita was very much relaxed. I started asking her some personal questions to. I was a bad kid, but I really wasn'tthat tough. I dreaded what might happen to me after I was dropped into asmall army of hard-core guys my own age.The next couple of weeks were terrible. I was transferred to a specialcell apart from the other inmates. They could see me as they passed by ontheir way to meals and the showers, and their comments and gesturesscared the hell out of me. It didn't help that I was skinny and couldeasily be mistaken for a girl. I also wore my hair long. I suppose. It was my life and I had to live it the way I thoughtwas right, not in a way that was convenient to mum.+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++The panic settled and as soon as I went back to work, I was right asrain. Gwen was in a minor state of panic too. Trends were going away from thetraditional hair salon to something that was more 'unisex'. She was in abit of a panic since it was only a short while ago that she had theplace refurbished. Still, changing the overall. 'Just waiting for a taxi.' Is the message. It came with the picture. They're outside by a quiet road. She's looking straight at the camera, winking at me. She is on her knees with Bull's cock in her mouth. His thick cock barely fitting past her lips. A quick series of pictures come through at once. They are pretty much the same as the first but all with a variance of Bull's length in her open mouth. The last picture had a message. 'You can touch yourself now.'I enthusiastically reach for myself.