And her bus came so she left from next day we chatted regularly in the bus while traveling and became close friends. We even some times used to bunk o...ur colleges and roam on the road or sitting in the koti bus stop and comment on the passenger or the persons passing there, I even used to say her that “see this girl how sexy she is looking” by hearing these words she used to say only chieeeeeeeeeee how can u say this to me.One day as were in the koti bus stand her father was waiting for a bus. " The commanding tone quieted him, and he looked down, ashamed that he had doubted his total submission to this man he had never met. "Of course sir, anything you say." "Good boy. Now, I want you in your nicest pair of jeans, a white tshirt, and your collar, of course. You are to meet me at the 6:15 pm showing at the Carousel theater, sit in the back left seat, and wait for me. Do you understand me?" The Carousel was an adult theater on the south side of the. Once we got back to his house, he told me he was a producer for B rated horror films. His house was so strange. He had models of monsters all over his house. Pictures of monsters that he had created. It was like a museum. He gave me a drink and showed me around his house. I was a little nervous, this guy was totally out of my league. But, he seemed interested in me. Of course, back at the bar I told him I wanted to fuck him.This guy had a lot of money and was good looking to. He also seemed to. .." That's possible," Jake said. "It doesn't sound quite right though. Remember, he was still being a little bitch to us the last week or so, and that's when it really looked like you were gonna end up in the slam." Exactly," Matt said. "Which is why I think it's the second possibility that's actually going on." What's the second possibility?" Jake asked."Matt!" shouted Sharon from over at the soundboard. She was wearing a pair of baggy jeans and an extra-large sweater. A UCLA baseball cap was.