..fast food, A/C, a bed, cellphones, alcohol...and then of course sex, girlfriends and wives...at which point I retreated to my tent in the hopes of n...t becoming anyone's "muse", especially the three over zealous horndogs of the bunch; McKinley, Ford, and Gilvarry. Big mistake on my part.I had been trying my best to not spend too much time shooting the shit with the guys since the stupid mail prank last month. I guess they got bored (and stupid) and thought it would be some fun at my expense. I slowly opened my eyes and found a boy around 18 years who was sitting in the side berth when I got into the train. I did not move but observing the boy from half closed eyes. He called me in soft voice and I did not react. He started pressing softly on my penis over my jeans. Slowly my penis started hardening and it formed a tent to the right side of my pant. That boy slowly pulled by zip down and placed his hand inside my pant and touched my penis and tried to pull it out, as I was wearing a. ” Morgan looked shocked. “Grab the fucking fence.” “Move that tight ass.” Trembling Morgan grabbed the fence with her hands. “Lean forward, spread your legs.” “Why do you want me to do this?” “Shut the fuck up.”Leaning against the fence Morgan felt rough hands on her shoulders. “Please don’t do this. I didn’t do anything wrong.” “Shut up whore.” Morgan couldn’t believe what was happening. The hands moved around to her tit mounds. Morgan pulled back from the fence. “Uggh.” A fist. Between them was Mrs Aziz with her hijab on.Carol stood up, angry and confused at what the Hell is going on here."Good evening Carol!! I had a talk with your mother and auntie this afternoon. I told them about a couple of things about what they should do with their lives and I talked with them about Islam!! They have been nothing but cooperative!!! I am pretty sure that what I told them you'll also happily agree with me too about what is best for you!!!" smiled Mrs Aziz.Mrz Aziz put her arms.