"I know you like wearing girl's clothes. And I can easily beat any information I want from you, like your work number or your parent's number. You get...in' the picture, bitch?" Yes, sir," I sobbed, feeling hopeless before Scott, a muscular, gorgeous straight boy who was an Adonis come to life."Good. I'm gonna' be paying you a visit soon, faggot. That is, after mylittle shopping spree tomorrow," he said with a large smile. "But just to make sure you know your place from now on, and aren't starin'. I had my appointment time set and went in and registered waiting my turn. They ran my card through the computer and asked all the silly questions... well, I guess they're not really silly but I always sat there and said, No, no, no... until we made it through the whole list. I was a six gallon donor so it was almost always the same. I have never been in the hospital or overseas so it was pretty easy for me.The only person I had sex with in the last twenty years was my wife of eighteen years.. If I have a baby, I want it from Kailash because of his care and kindness. My husband, Deepak is having a running laundry business in Gandhinagar. He opens at 6 am and stays there till 11 pm. I quit working after marriage.On my first wedding night, Deepak forced sex with me. I didn’t expect him to do it forcefully. He removed his clothes and showed me his big bushy cock. Then removed my clothes and pushed it inside me. I hate him. He never even explained about the sex.I’m sorry to disappoint. This means when I venture outdoors I chose too, could wear little or nothing at all, which I sometimes do, because I’m an exhibitionist.My friend Dave and I just took a sexy drive in the country, one where I was wearing no clothing. I have never been that aroused for awhile.We just drove up to my place and I led him by the hand into my house. “Things are about to get a little hotter," I cooed, "now that we are alone.”Dave is his sixties; his hair is brown with flecks of grey. To me age is just.