From time to time I go places or see people that remind me of a very memorable time in my single past, before the wife and kids and middle age.I was 1... when I moved to LA first, and you can imagine the culture shock when you go from a metro area to a town of about eight thousand in the South. It sucked but I trudged through until I escaped the shithole at 18 with a High School degree and a commitment to the United States Navy.When I was 22, fresh out of US Navy, I moved back to the small paper. He wasaccompanied by another Indian girl also well dressed in a tight fittingfloral dress and a white short sleeved cardigan"Hi Aaran, about time you showed up. This poor chap almost choked so Irendered assistance. Sit down both of you for a minute!"Aaran and the other girl slid into the booth."I'm Danika Puranam and this is my sister Elina and her husband, AaranPatel."David gathered himself and made to get up. "Thank you for yourassistance, Danika." No, please wait, sit." She smiled. "I caused. Damn stuff was so moreish.Nicole led him through the back of her house. It seemed a lot larger than it had looked from the outside. And deeper. She led him down some steps and into a maze-like basement area. The first door Nicole opened led to a very odd room. It looked like a cross between a medieval dungeon and a fitness suite. There were stocks and full-sized crosses covered in black padding. A cage big enough to hold a man if he was on his hands and knees stood in the far corner. A variety. There she had few sex stories and one bf I understood what I have to do and how can I get to fuck her. Suddenly she opened the bathroom door in a hurry. I folded her laptop down and hit it under pillow she went to bedroom while I switched off her laptop she dressed normally first cause we had planned on going out at 12 and it was still 9 so she didn’t wanted to spoil her clothes. When she came out of bedroom I was getting ready for bathing and was just in my towel I intentionally went in front.