This was a one way ride.--- "It's simple" --- said a man, with a strong accent --- "If you'll promise you'll not make a sound, I will take out the gag...."The girls looked at him with even more confused faces.The man slapped the girl closest to him, hard enough for her to land on the concrete.--- "Do you understand?" --- he screamed at them.The girls nodded vigorously, even he girl on the floor.The man smiled, and went from one girl to the next, ripping the tape off their faces with a quick tug,. The hands continue their exploration, respectfully avoiding my most womanly of parts. God, how I want to feel her warm, soft and delicate hands caressing my breast, how I want to feel her warm lips place kisses on the soft flesh of my nipples, feel the deliciousness of a hand seeking out the warmth and moistness that lies between my legs. I’d do anything to feel her slender finger tips slip between by sensitive lips, sliding slowly, yet surely up to my sensitive clitoris. I can’t believe that. I objected to that saying that might be normal for most people but I was no longer normal and I had this ability for a reason. In the end he was not swayed by my argument to help him suggesting instead that if I really wanted to help someone that I should head over to the pediatric ward and see if I could do any good there since those kids had their whole lives in front of them. We stayed that way for a while until the rest of the family arrived. Then it was the questions from them asking how. Who knows.[BY PEGGY]Dear DiaryOnce again I return to my diary to share my most intimate thoughts. I first wrote in these books the day I decided I was going to let my daddy to take my virginity. All the plotting and planning and then the actuall event. Of course I wrote a lot after that day about regular sex with daddy, and a few other boys and men during high school and college. But now another major event has taken place that I want to record in these books, my collection of sex diaries. I.