He would have been around 25 years.. Long hair, neatly tied up, white colour Chinese collar shirt with a few buttons open flaunting his chest hair and...a nice pair of denim.. He stood exactly in front of me.. I saw him looking at me a couple of times. I wasn’t sure if I should make a move or not and therefore continued to enjoy the breeze.. That’s when he leaned a little and held the rod beside me for support. He tried to push his hand near my ass but I dint encourage him. I moved forward and. The girls here tonight - and even a good share of the guys - had been kidnapped and forcibly brought here. Their clothes stripped of them, their families threatened, they were told one thing only: You are a sex slave now. Your only purpose in life will be to please your future master or mistress, nothing more. Tonight was a showcase of their abilities, their libido, and their sexual allure. All of the captured sex slaves had been given one simple instruction tonight. Release your inhibitions. At least I didn’t have the shakes anymore and I could palm my hideout derringer and a winning card with relative ease. She watched me like a mother hen making sure her little chick didn’t do anything too outrageous or risky.I spent the entire morning cleaning both of my six-shooters and the Spencer carbine that I had taken a real shine to after it saved my life on the Santa Fe Trail. She helped out by carefully cleaning each bullet with a piece of her undies that was just perfect for the task.. She sat beside me and started teaching the subject. But I was unable to concentrate. My eyes were just pointing towards the boobs. I felt like pressing them and biting them hard.I said to her. Sharmi. I’m unable to concentrate. She asked y Ravi??? I said nothing but not able to concentrate. Let me leave now. But she insisted that I stay and try to concentrate. So that I may pass the exam. Hesitatingly I sat again but friends believe me. I was just not able to remove my eyes of her melons..