Isolated sounds come and go, but the hum of the car remains constant. Your mind becomes entwined by the fantasy counting the minutes from five to ten ...nd then twenty as the car abruptly comes to a stop.You hear multiple doors open and the passenger and driver exit as well as the two men who kissed and restrained you. Hands immediately grab you, carrying you out. You struggle and squirm, but their hold on you is firm. Your feet begin to crunch against fallen leaves as your eyes strain to see. I was extra careful this time. When I saw that everything was clear I slipped inside. The old locker room smelt like mold and all those other things you smell in the damp corners of old places. I moved to the very back of the locker room, to the last row of lockers. I had to squeeze past a pile of wood and metal pipes to get there, but finally I was alone. It was just me, surrounded by lockers and junk, and a short wooden bench. I leaned against the lockers, and took a few deep breaths,. I become fantasized a year reading ISS and whenever I feel mood out, will read the stories which make my tool to arose and gives good exercise. Now am gonna write my own story and feel proud to write, people give feedback me at I assure you that the incident is not a story its real. All the feelings are true and from bottom of my heart. I look forward to get replies from unsatisfied married women if any as I can satisfy their feelings with massage etc as I am good at that.Like every man I am. She knows why she's here and has to follow all orders in order to get her healing. All people in the Asylum do.Jannifer got there at 12 years when her body was changing it was very embarrassing but nothing she can do as people there always have their hands all over her body. And they will continue to do so for a long, long time. At 12 she was easy to lift, to control, and to discipline. The nurses always flickered her nipples and complimented on their growth. Later she went to bed and cried..