Despite the best efforts of the depressingly small number of boys who had asked me out, I remained a virgin at eighteen. Perhaps I had an unrealistic ...iew of relationships but although I hadn’t expected to ‘save myself’ for my husband after marriage as my mother had done, I was determined that my first time must mean a lot more than a clumsy fumble, a messy penetration and a lot of untrue stories circulating in school afterwards as had happened to so many of my friends. I wasn’t afraid of sex;. If she said the wrong thing he would bolt on her and that would ruin any chance of bringing him around, so she chose her words carefully and began to explain the situation to him, ‘We can start you straight away but the progress depends largely on your will and condition. As far as I see it you have two major issues here, your alcoholism and your physiotherapy but you only have three months left with us. It’s not enough time to solve your problems unless you continue with the counseling and. You don’t have to be scared about their size. You are ready. And I will be there with you to keep you safe.” Finally she was convinced. Now I needed to prepare for the gangbang. First of all I needed a secluded place. My house or a hotel would not be possible. It will draw too much attention. So I booked a farm house in Lonavala. It had a basement which was perfect for what I had planned. I setup a mattress there and bought some rope. These guys liked to tie up their bitches and I knew Reena. She had managed to create a completely bogus persona of a shy clueless female willing to be talked into giving up her feminine goodies to reward the men in uniform for their service in serving their country. She liked it best when the male was demanding and pushy almost "making" her take it to show she was just as patriotic as the next girl. Of course, her identity as a nun was well-hidden and she was just another available female to be "spread around" and used as often as possible.By the time.