I looked down again at his crotch and saw what looked like a circus tent in his scrubs! No missing it now. I could feel my cock getting heavy, knowin... that I was going to be hard very soon. He reached up with his other hand and took a nice tight hold of my cock. Pulling on it he asked how this felt? I told him that it felt really good. he just smiled and moved his hand on my cock some more. Now I was getting hard right in his hand! He told me that he wanted to see my erection and that he. Gracely. They discussed the weather, the exhibition at the art gallery and the prospects for the upcoming election. Nothing was mentioned of the trials and pleasures Gwen had endured since leaving home.After lunch, Gwen returned to her room. Patricia arrived to help her prepare for the afternoon's ceremony. After a final packing, Gwen stripped and entered the bathtub. Patricia assisted, much as she had the first day, running her soapy hands across the girl's body and into her private. “This is a cute little shop; hang on a minute dear while I have a look around.”My heart slowed a little as I realised that they couldn’t have seen me masturbating, but what could I do, how could I get out of there. My phone was on the sales counter but even if I could call James it would take a while for him to get there.I decided to just stay frozen and hope for the best.My eyes turned to see the middle-aged couple splitting up. The woman went to some racks and the man looked around. Seeing me. I don’t care. But why the hell you made me do it?” Inside my head, I got the context why she is crying. It looks like she called the number I gave and looks like things got ugly.But I was confident that the person I referred to is a very good businessman in Chennai whom I met once in London. I know for sure he would not have harmed her. Sundar asked her, “I don’t know what the hell you are talking about. What did I make you do?”She was still furious and shouting, “Oh. You don’t know now, you.