He readied the camera and moved the aluminium equipment boxes in the back of the Vito so he could sit in the van and film into the bench seat behind t...e front seats. He then got out and walked towards the lorry park.They had started this project during summer in Sweden. It was called ‘Sex with Strangers’ and was a simple deal. The first driver he spoke to either didn’t understand or was not happy with the terms, but the second, a Dutchman was interested.“Is she pretty?”“Gorgeous.”“No. The building opposite to me is full of gujratis I am a 26 tear old guy unmarried living in a joint family I studied in a only boys school and therefore the females though I find very fascinating are a taboo to me I am always shy to talk to them but continue to burn in the sexual desires which continue to haunt me by day and torture me at night .the middle class values also taught to me hinder me from pursuing the path of sex yet I found a way through which I cold not only fulfill my sexual. “Well I,ve had it a while, but it,s the first chance I,ve had to wear it!” she answered. “As it,s your private garden and no neighbour overlooks us I don,t know why you and Joe don,t sit out here in the altogether!” he commented. “If you weren,t here we probably would!” I fenced. “With those too tight briefs on you may as well be naked. Lewis, you,re standing out like a beacon!” Sarah retorted. “Okay then” he removed his briefs and sat there with his nine inch prick sticking up. “Oh Lewis, put. Laughing at you, they giggle about your zeal and intensity for this man of yours. At lunch, you hurry home to grab a bite to eat and smile inwardly realizing that the reason you are hurrying is due to your high hopes that he has left a message on your machine. NO message, your heart drops and then you tell yourself to stop being silly, he can’t think of you every second of the day. Dragging back to work, your zest rapidly replenished, you scream in delight at seeing a HUGE bouquet of the.