My wife had decided to go on a trip and with the rest of our party she got on the train to Barcelona whilst I remained behind. I could relax and watch...endless television or read, or sleep and I did fall asleep for a wee while. Suddenly the door opened and Loma asked if she could clean the room, I readily agreed and sat upright on the bed and with a smile, Loma began her work and as she did her breasts were swinging. I could make out the perfect shape of them, pointed and pert, yet firm and. My sexually immature (and increasingly depraved) young mind would justify my actions however it could. Convincing myself that I had no choice but to do their "bidding" served the dual purpose of turning me on and establishing that none of this was my fault. I didn't give them my body, they took it. I didn't want to fuck them, they fucked me. The Bible was clear that man had been blessed to "reign over the fish in the sea, the birds in the sky, and all the animals", but when I was with my dad's. " She winced slightly and I noticed a bruise on her side. I reached toward her and she flinched away. "She's really very good," Whitney added. Holy shit! We pulled on our gis and headed for the field."It looks like a sedate group this morning," I said to Rhonda as I watched Rose greet the audience and get them seated. Six men and a lone woman. Then Grace joined them. Rhonda invited her so there would at least be a second woman in the audience. It's supposed to be a women's talk show."Don't bet. I might even be able to send her a message! I didn't know what I'dsay, but at least I could talk to her again.But how to get onto Facebook? As a man it would have been easy ofcourse. I'd have just fired up my laptop, my trusty old Toshiba with itsGreenpeace logo sticker on the front and the first three series of TheSopranos on the hard drive. I'd never had a Facebook account personally,but I was sure it didn't take much to set one up. Now though, what wasthe answer? Sara often left her laptop.