Me, mummy, dad and our man-servant Govindji.We landed in Moscow the next day. We had scheduled St.Petersburg at the end of the trip. Finally, we lande... St.Petersburg on 3rd July. We had a little tough time there due to scarce availability of vegetarian food. We were tired of having just salad and juices. On our 3rd day there, I ventured out one evening into the market. It was around 6 pm. That is when one of the shopkeepers told me about a restaurant which had newly opened a few miles away and. Let's waste the slag. We'llfind proper women."I pouted and pushed my tits together with my arms. "Rude. Even I haveenough holes for pleasing two virile men." I pulled my legs against mystomach and let them have an eyeful of my pucker, which was still prettyand tight despite my master's girth.Peter grinned. "I say we keep this one. At least until we getreplacements." Anything that moves." Ed sighed. "I'll check the house and stay on thelookout for the husband, while you have your 'fun'."Peter. “You’ve been on at me for years to try it and asyou ain’t getting any younger I reckon now is as good atime as any… an’ I’ve been thinking about it quite alot lately.”Well my darling, I am as curious as the next woman anddecided to see what they were about to try, but I wouldnever have guessed at anything so wickedly repulsiveyet so sexually stimulating and exciting!!Quietly I watched as the woman took her dress off. Herhusband (for I’m certain he. She told me aboutit before she left this morning. You don't seem pissed off soI'm guessing she must be right when she says she's coming moreto your viewpoint that the men who allow this to be done to themwant it really. If someone did that to me I'd be livid, and Ialready wear makeup!" I didn't want this! Did she really say it was a tattoo?" Denisenodded and I began to cry again, "I don't want to be feminine,I don't want to have makeup for five years! I'm a man, not awoman. She keeps calling me.