Richard was very mistaken. It was one thing to fantasize about such things in the bedroom but the reality of it was often quite different. As much as...Jan liked sex she was not prepared to share her body with just any man; especially some stranger from the internet. Jan took her marriage vows seriously. It had come as a complete shock to find that Richard had actually found someone to share her with. She thought that this was supposed to be a night out for just the two of them. She had even let. She pulled me back up by my hair and repeated the order"PANTS. DOWN." Said Chelsea firmly and I obeyed.She stood back and took some more pics while she laughed and shook her head at my small, ugly, but very hard penis. "Seven likes and two comments so far. Kelly-Ann says he looks like he's smuggling shrimps in his pants, and Loz just says 'oh my god, who is dat?'" We'll see what they say when they get a look at him with his pants down!" Chelsea said with a laugh as I stood naked in front of. “Enough is enough, we have suffered too long. What we should do now is unite as a village and fight together against this problem of ours.” A speech was given by a brown-skinned obese bald guy over a microphone as he stood on a stage addressing the crowd of about 100-150. It was a village crowd with mostly men in dhoti-kurta sitting on the floor watching the man speak. They were applauding to every statement of his. Meanwhile, not much far away in a house bathroom, a woman was bathing. Fair. With his superiors. He wondered but he didn’t worry. He was who he was. What he was. They could take him or leave him. It made no difference to him. It might even prove to his advantage. He enjoyed being underestimated – it often proved a tactical advantage. If such were the case, they’d learn the error of their folly.He’d lost a day. That had never happened before. Of course, he’d never before gone so long without dealing with his compartmentalization. He’d really screwed up this time – but.