I told him to remove his lungi and let it dry for some time. He knew where this was going and so, he happily agreed. He removed his lungi and out came...his beautiful circumcised cock.My mouth was salivating, looking at the throbbing veins and the shiny bulbous head. He caught me looking at it and he just gave a smile and asked if I liked it. I was so shy I turned away. He told me, to come sit next to him. I sat and we started talking about ourselves. I came to know that he was staying alone and. Was that a callous thought? It possibly is, but do I care at all? Not in the slightest.We passed through the cloister with its vaulted ceiling, through a heavy carved oak door into the coolness of my study. The garden is completely shrouded from the outside world, but the study offered an unlimited view through patio doors of a landscaped terraced rockery that lead eventually to the street. If patient enough, it was possible to see people walk along the pavement some fifty metres away.I let her. ..some are feline, canine, bovince, equine, mustiline...all species...crossbreeds. But to the towns...our species matters not...we are monsters always...those who desecrate their churches, steal their children, seduce their sons and daughters. This time they follow us with fire and far implements. I can see in the corner of my eye the fire glinting off the sharply twisting bits of metal, the angry, rabid look on their faces.I see the wagons leaving, charging off without me. I will never make it. Bill, please let me in, please. It was Amber. Bill jumped out of bed and just through on his trousers with no underwear. Just a minute Amber, he yelled as he grabbed his shirt. He opened the door. There she stood, looking up at him. She was different. She didnt look like the self-confident, independent fashion model he always knew, she looked scared, vulnerable. May I come in? she asked in a semi hoarse voice. Yeah, sure, of course, come on in, Bill said in a voice that expressed his shock..