There were gender separated locker rooms for the public but they were afraid to go there because gangs of young men with nothing better to do roamed a...bout like packs of wolves looking to degrade a young girl with limited sense of caution and common sense.The train was crowded and she knew the older man behind her was enjoying the way she was forced to sway into his groin with only her swimming outfit under her short dress. Normally, she would be wearing her shaping panty and have her pantyhose. As for being the Steven King of erotica, that’s pushing it a bit I’m sure but thanks anyway. Please keep the comments coming. I’m going to take this in a number of different directions and have several more character I want to add. I’d be happy to take suggestions and see how they might play into the storyline. Chapter 8: Marriage, Babies & Slave Training By the time I got home that night it was 2:00 AM and I really expected everyone to be sound asleep. The house was quiet when I arrived so I. . why the hell not? I remembered how years earlier one of the best days I had at the beach was Little Makena on Maui. Just over the rocks was a nudist beach. Neither one of us had done that before, and we both enjoyed the experience. It wasn’t about anything sexual, but it was exhilarating. Knowing that no one knew me made me totally relaxed and free about it. There’s nothing like the feeling of tiny bubbles brushing all over bare flesh while you splash around the waves of the tepid Hawaiian. Aap. Ko koi naya bf bana lena chahiye.Anu-(hass ne lagi). Aur kha. Mjhe kaun milega.Me-arre aap ke saamne hero jaisa ladka khada hai. Dekho toh sahi.Anu-aacha. Toh ye baat hai. Tumhe lag rha hai kuch aur hi chahiye.Me-haan chahiye toh. Par. Dekh te hai mil ta hai ya nahi.Anu-kya chahiye.?Me-bataunga abhi toh aaya hu.Fir vo apne kaam mein lag gayi aur main bahar aakar tv dekh ne laga. Fir shaam ko hum bhaiya aae aur fir hum sab ganga ghat ghum ne gaye thee.Main har time bhabhi ko ghur rha tha..