My life has been a succession of cycles. The faithful-commitment cycle, the post commitment promiscuous cycle and the post promiscuity celibate cycle ...here I get fed up with feeling disgusted with myself and vow never to have sex again. I embarked on the promiscuous cycle about a week after I’d left Val. It was glorious liberation, like going on a drinking spree after being denied for a long time. I went to bars, clubs, anywhere where gay women hang out in my city or a nearby, bigger city. I. Me: oh nice, seems like I’m going to be lucky.Sheetal:what?(with a sign of shock)Me: chill chill I was just kidding and I wouldn’t mind if you take it seriously.Sheetal: she just laughed it off.Me: If you are free let’s go to socials .**Socials is a pub in Bangalore church street**She thought for a while and thenSheetal: umm if it’s just going to be between us then I’m in.Me: ya, ya sure why not. Let’s just go Sheetal it’ll be fun.Sheetal: ok let’s goI was about to book a cab then she told she. As I licked Alba’s soft pussy, I realized that Jon was the one sucking my pussy lips…I passed out again and after a while I woke up.Now I was face down on the bed, a pillow under my stomach and I could see that Alba was now sucking Victor`s hard dick, as he leaned back snoring with his eyes closed.Then I felt a sharp pain in my ass and I knew Jon was sodomizing me, mounting onto my back.It was a hard pumping in my asshole and I could barely cry in painI allowed him not only to fuck my ass but I. Not only was she forced to deal what had happened in Phillipe's room, but there was no one she could talk to. Glen was obviously out of the question and even the thoughts of sharing the incident and her dichotomous feelings about it with her mother brought a lump to her throat along with the resignation that no one -- no one could understand what it meant to have a fourteen year old son who was not only smarter, better read and better educated, but more experienced as well. Helen had been a.