Only now at her mosque I realised I was lost. I had thought of women asinferior, I had thought of Islam as inferior. Allowing Mum to put thischador ...n me and to put makeup on my face had been an act of submission.In submission to my mother and her new found religion I now felt part ofsomething at last, I had felt wanted, I had felt part of a community butbanging round in your head as my story is being told to you is the factthat I had said that I was a male chauvinist pig and you are. It was a weekend. In Mumbai, the party culture is really good and safe most of the times. I am a good dancer and I was in Powai (the place where I party the most) at one of the clubs. So, it is about 11. The music has started, people are grooving on the music. There are smiles, some crazy moves.And I see a really cute girl with a group of friends. And then I see this girl dancing and that was the cutest thing I have seen in a long time. This girl was formally dressed, I guess she had come from. Later, we were joined by her mother, who was only 35 and a pretty woman to boot. She had sucked my cock while I fingered Elena's pussy to a frenzy. Then, as Elenea squirted her pleasure juices all over my hands, Mama mounted my maypole and began to artistically and rhythmically screw the living shit out of me. Just as we were about to climax, a bolt of thunder interrupted my early morning dream. I woke up with a hard cock and the sound of rain pelting on my windows. Looking at the clock on. " Haven't had dogs since back in the sixties, sometime," Horton said. "I was down to three dogs when I quit, and they was getting old. I was still on seconds, then, so I could run a trap line in the days, so I got me a snow machine. Didn't like it much. Damn thing was hard to get started, and noisy when you did, and was always breaking something. I thought about getting more dogs, but then they wanted to put me on days over at the plant, so I just quit trapping." How'd you get started?" Mark.