Opening the door the odors immediately took me to a child again. The lemon smell almost caused me to cry. Starch, cleanliness engulfed my senses. I wa... there to gather a few things from the attic. Walking up the cranky stairs brought back memories. I found myself close to tears. Opening the door I saw the camel back trunk and walked quickly to it. Lifting the lid I saw the crocheted scarfs. Moving them I found the enamel red box. I left the house placing the box under my arm. Waiting until I. Sandun then went into the kitchen to make drinks, and Rajivput his arm around me, telling me to put on the little outfit he had "heardso much about." When I had finished dressing, Rajiv kissed me and ran his hand downinside the top of my dress, feeling my breasts. I pulled away and yelledfor Sandun to drive me home. He said that I had promised to do whatever hewanted, and that now was the time to prove it. He then downed his entiredrink, spun me around and unzipped my dress. It dropped. I felt so violated and dirty. I felt degraded. I felt absolutely emasculated. I couldn’t argue in that moment that he had made his bitch. He had a moment of property over me. He had used my mouth and then my ass for his own selfish pleasure, putting his cock inside me twice and finally deposited a bit of himself (his sperm) inside my body. I still wasn’t sure if the experience meant I was a faggot, since I had been forced to do this, but there was not question over who was the man and who was. I'm on the pill so I can't get pregnant."Jay couldn't believe what he was hearing. Sandy actually wanted him to have sex with her and pop her cherry. As much as he talked about it and flirted with her, he never thought she would actually want to. "Sandy, I don't want you to feel obligated to do this because we made some stupid bet. We can bet something else on another game."Sandy smiled and shook her head. "A bet's a bet. But I don't want you to get the wrong idea that I'm doing this because I.