It was like she read my mind, "Don't just stand there, your friend called you in here to help! when I was your age I didn't need to beg to have my ti...ties fondled".I reached out and cupped her tits. Her skin was so soft. As a did, my buddy hitched up her night dress and revealed a hairy pussy. I didn't care, I wanted more. I sucked her nipples and stroked her inner thigh while spreading her legs apart. My fingers slid across her slit and into the folds of her cunt. I rubbed her clit as she. You will not like it, you will bein pain, and in the end, you will still end up wearing what I want youto wear anyway. Are there any more questions?"I was still processing this information, or lack of it, and slowlyshook my head no. "Good! Now, anything I tell you to do, you will doit. Now, if Mike or Eric tell you to do something, you will assume theorder came from me. There is only one other person you will obey."With that, she turned to the door, and called out, "Sarah, come inhere." The. I was 22 years old, six feet tall, slim, with shoulder length black hair and brown eyes. The year was 1974, and I was going to travel the world.I caught a bus to Athens. It was a miserable trip, across the channel, through Belgium, Germany, Austria, Yugoslavia - still a communist state then - and over the border into Greece. We arrived in Athens mid-morning and the first thing I did was find a cheap student hotel to crash out so that I could at least get my bearings with a clear mind.The place. He knew that Canal Street was the gay area of the city but he also knew that it was also the most lively area for pubs and clubs. And Chuck was happy and confident with his sexuality so he didn’t see it as a problem. Almost immediately after entering the bar and taking a seat near the corner of the bar area a very pretty and extremely busty young lady in a black v neck T shirt practically bounced up to him with a beaming smile. “What can I get for you?” She grinned. “Oh hi, a pint of.!” Chuck.