Then one fine day she asked me to join her for a cup of coffee in the evening. I just went and we spoke about everything and exchanged numbers. I star...ed calling her often and we used to meet up 1s a week types. It so happened that her friends had planned a trip and she wanted me to accompany her, at first I did not since I would feel uncomfortable and they would feel the same. But she said its a mix of her friends, their boyfriends, and other friends. So I agreed and we went to Coorg. This. “We’re going to do it again.” My left hand clawed her tits under her shirt, while I jacked myself. “Can I go in you now? I asked – or begged. “I don’t think so, “She replied. “I had a lot of sex and I’m kind of sore.” She continued, “You can stick your tongue inside me – but stay away from clit,” She suggested and reiterated. I really wanted to be inside her. It’s powerful watching, though in this case I didn’t, her have passionate and fulfilling sex, then when I get my turn she’s tired. I sort of flinched back away from it. There was no way I was going to do what I figured he wanted me to do. At that point, however, one of the other guys reached down behind me and grabbed my dick. He wasn't gentle about it, and it hurt like hell, but what really got my attention was the feel of a sharp knife against the base of my dick."You see how it is," Danny told me, "you're gonna do what we want, or we're gonna castrate you, slowly."Again he stuck his dick in my face, and hesitantly, I. At Orlando, I got off the plane and was walking along the concourse to the luggage area and then to a bus to take me to my car. Everything seemed normal until I suddenly fell on the ground, which wasn't concrete or institutional carpet but old leaves and dirt. I didn't know why I fell or when the transition occurred other than, in that instant. There was nothing to help explain my situation. I didn't think it was a memory failure.Though I now thought it a waste of time, I turned on my laptop.