The release never came, the doors of the train slid open at Chinatown, and I was no longer alone. I took a deep breath, composed myself with my hands...folded neatly in my lap as though they’d been there the whole time. I wondered if the other passengers could smell my arousal. I could feel it, that painful feeling of wanting more, the pounding in my chest, the warmth between my legs. Fuck! I was almost there.I got off at Quincy Center and began the short walk to Granville Street; a soft. After a few slow records they all came over and sat with me at the bar Jackie hand went straight on my upper leg and started to rub up and down ,she was obviously feeling Horney, the lads Paul and Mike ordered drinks and we spent the next hour or so getting to know each other, they told us their names Paul and mike , I noticed Pauls hand kept touching Jackie’s leg and she seemed to like it on a couple of occasions he kept it there at the top of her leg and I noticed Jackie opening her. Although embarrassed, I just answered with a “Yeah, I was” because I was more interested in her whereabouts than my embarrassment at the time, “ But where is she?” “She OK man, I told the guys to take her into the back room. Can’t be having no sex show here in the restaurant. Just go on through there, it’s the door on the left. I be in, in a few minutes for my turn with your slut.” Almost in a daze I went in through the passageway, I once again had a raging hard on, knowing that Paula might be. He tries to meet new people, possibly someone he could love and be with, in a real relationship. But the problem is, as much as I find him hot, he doesn't have this semi-violent vibe about him that Samer has. He doesn't bottle up his feelings and release them all suddenly. I guess the issue is, one cannot have both.Days have passed and I was finding myself more and more attracted to Hassan as well. But I had all those urges in me, to be dominated by him, while he didn't really strike me as the.