...the bastard. We round the corner of the small industrial unit and I notice the taxi office bearing the same name as on the car, great! Attached to ...his particular taxi office is a small but well used massage parlour/brothel (I know because Simon has made me go their with him to have sex with female prostitutes while he watches) he walks past the taxi office signalling to others within and into the pink doors of the brothel, inside it smells of sin and baby oil. I am led to the make toilets,. In the bedroom I changed from my underpants into my jockstrap – I’d got this because it made me feel sexy – I often wore it to masturbate – watching myself in the mirror. Which I guess is what I planned to do as soon as I got to the bathroom. Instead of wrapping the towel round me as I walked past the living room – I held it hiding my erection – knowing he could see my more or less naked ass. I even turned round – where I could see down his short’s leg to ask him something. I guess that’s. Even less people were there in the balcony and we had the option of sitting anywhere in the theatre. Anjali guided me to a corner seat where there was nobody sitting near us. Before the movie started I brought few snacks and we both settled in our seats. As soon as the movie started Anjali turned towards me and told that there is a reason for her taking half day leave and coming here with me. She took my hands in her hands and told “I love you”. I was shocked. I was not expecting this from her.. I looked at myself in the mirror, ok so my 278lbs weren't as evenly distributed as they had once been but at six foot six tall i certainly didn't look fat, not so much a sixpack stomach but there were signs of at least two still visible. My 60" chest was thanks mostly to my very broad shoulders which had made it a pain to buy clothes all my adult life, nothing ever seemed to fit properly as i had a 36" waist which meant Tshirts and shirts that fit on the shoulders looked like tents at the.