Our flights were first class by courtesy of Air India. So was the accommodation in Delhi by courtesy of the Indian film industry. I was intrigued seei...g the film. As an actor in the production you get an idea of how the film will be once it is edited. However I was intrigued as the editing seemed to imply that the scorn shown to Basil and Deeta came mostly from the British society. Yet when we read the script the disdain came equally from both cultures. I reminded myself that this was an. Grabbing the pictures I stood and left my room. only to be met in the hall by my uncle."Come on dance with us for a while."He slurred his speech. I laughed and tried to push past him but he grabbed me by my arm and steered me to the living room. Some "bachata" was playing as he started to make me dance with him. I tried to go along with it for a while just to keep him happy. I had all day to be with my friends. I soon felt him grinding on me harder and he became more aggressive by the moment.. He drew back his arm, and delivered a slap, knocking her into my field of view. She was naked, and I saw where that trickle of blood originated. He had cut her lip, evidently with a previous blow, and I could see that she was bound.Annie fell over onto her side, and before this dickhead reached to pick her up, I could see the cable tie holding her wrists together behind her. Sure sounded as if this had left “tawdry assignation” in the dust, and was flat out running into felonious assault. I. Jennifer knew. It was all I could do to keep myself from getting hard. I did not want to get hard. I wanted Jennifer to see my cock’s size before it grew. Somehow, I managed. Then, finally, we were standing naked in front of each other. Jennifer was so beautiful. Her body was so slender and so tender. I remember naturally looking down between her legs. There was a small patch of neatly trimmed pubes shaped into an upside down triangle pointing the way to my soon to be destination that was.