‘But were we better off where we were? We were nothing more than slaves to the wealthy, and as women, we are not valued any more than we were before...’ Rawnie sighed. ‘No,’ she admitted. ‘America is no different than the filthy streets of London. We are nothing but mouths to feed and a way to bring in coin for a man to spend on his desires.’ ‘Possessions,’ Syeira whispered. ‘Aye.’ Syeira picked up the bottle of wine that she had prepared a few hours before their father’s ceremony had started.. I looked him in the eye, ‘I’m not gay, but I might be bi-curious, I have no desire to have anal sex, just want to set things straight’.‘I’m the same way’, he replied, ‘I get aroused by lingerie on women and men, and do like to play on cam with other guys who dress, hardly ever have sex at home so it gives me an outlet’.We then discussed what we liked to wear, where we cam’d, and what we did on cam. I realised I was starting to get aroused again, and started to gently stroke my cock. I noticed. My husband picked up the phone and heard her sobbing and crying desperately. She had gone to the mall for some late night shopping and now she was alone at the park lot. She could not find the car keys and was a little bit frightened about some strange men in the darkness, watching at her in a not so friendly way.Victor told her to calm down; he could pick up her in ten minutes and would take her home.Hubby hung up the phone and he looked at me:“Have you heard your girlfriend?...It would not be. Love you, looking forward to seeing you,” Rachel replied excitedly.It was raining hard when I boarded the plane at London Heathrow. I glanced briefly out the window before fastening my seat belt and settling back into my seat for the long journey ahead.********My ears popped as our plane started its descent into Brisbane. As we touched down, the engines roared, slowing the aircraft to taxiing speed. From my window I noticed the heat-haze rising from the tarmac and it suddenly dawned on me I was.