The last thing I wanted to be was the proverbial fifth-wheel among all those happy couples. Honestly, I had almost decided to skip the party entirely,...but my dread of returning to my own, empty apartment finally persuaded me to go. Good Christ, thank God I did. It hadn't started off well at all. For the first hour, I mixed with others, idly chatting about nothing of interest with people I barely knew. I indulged myself in a drink or two, but all the while I was counting the minutes until I. Jack stared at the image of his wife in utter amazement. She'd shaved her pussy bare. George's hands were on her tits as he massaged and manipulated her nipples. "Play with yourself Cynthia." I've never done that in front of anyone." Then it's time you found out how much pleasure there is to be found in doing just that." George gently guided her hands to her bald cunt. He rubbed her hands over her labia and she quickly took over. Jack's wife was masturbating in front of another man. George was. I had not been fed or watered during my time in The Hole, and it seemed I was to be left to starve to death or expire through lack of water. However, about an hour after being returned to The Hole the fellow who I had been manacled to appeared above me. He handed down a goatskin of water and a hand of bananas through the bars.“This will keep you going for a while, sahib.”I thanked him and asked why he was helping me.“Brahma says we have to help the afflicted, the downtrodden, the hungry and. So after a couple of beers i went around looking for ladies to talk to while my twin was doing the same shit.. well i found two ladies that were jus sitting down at a table so my drunk ass walked over to chat with them.. after talking to them for about 10 minutes i got the idea that they were lesbians.. standard shit for me i find the lesbians out of the entire group of people haha.. well i kept chatting and asked them if they were and of course they were. by this time my twin had found me and.