Turning the corner from home, no one knew where I was, where I was going, or where I had been when I returned. I loved my new independence.With my own...car, I provided family transportation and drove Mom shopping but stayed in the car and listened to the radio if she went to the grocery to avoid food stamp stigma. I drove her to work, parked the Desoto at her hotel and I walked to school. No longer did we wait for a bus, endure its frequent stops and comingle with other riders. My one-year. I tried to control my pain and my panic. This was like ****. I took some deep breaths and tried to control my muscles down there, something I have exercised a lot in private playing with my erotic and other cock-shaped toys. The fact that I have asked for it, that violent intercourse, was taken by my lover literally. Before I know it he became wilder and started slapping my buttocks. I welcomed the pleasant pain with moans of satisfaction. Soon my asshole was so open and his penetration so. She caught my reaction and said "I hope you're not offended, Captain. I like to expose my body to a lot of sunlight." No... no, ma'am, I'm certainly not offended. Surprised, maybe, startled yes, ecstatic, absolutely but offended... no, ma'am." Good. But, Captain, I do need some help." Yes, ma'am. What can I do?" Would you rub some of this sunscreen on my backside?"She got up and went to one of the mats amid-deck and lay face down, handing me a bottle of lotion. I knelt beside her and squeezed. Then I asked her if she can come to my home, but she said no and rejected the idea outright. I tried a lot to make her agree to visit my home, but I was not successful in doing so. Then I got an idea, I have a friend who told me that he had sex with his girlfriend in Indira park in Hyderabad. Then suddenly I got an idea, I told her we will meet in any park and talk for half n hour and leave. She thought there is no harm as there are so many people there and said yes. It was a typical Tuesday.