I was walking, holding hands with Neeti.Hardik made me naked. There I was shameless walking naked in front of two strangers in the hotel lobby. Withou...t bothering about the security cameras or anything. Neeti looked at me and then at Hardik. As soon as we were near the room, I pinned Neeti next to the door and started kissing her. She, too, was very horny and responded to my kiss. I removed her sarong. And the boys opened the door. Hardik pulled me towards the bed, and next to him sat James. I. I duckedfrom between his two arms and took off running. He followed me, but I'mpretty quick. If I could get to a main street I would be safe. I wasgaining ground on him. I looked back, and just as I did, I twisted my anklefrom these stupid heels. I wound up on my hands and knees, my shaven kneesc****d on the pavement.He was on me in a second. "OK, bitch, time for you to get it." I could hearhim roughly unzipping his pants as he held me down against thesidewalk. With his left hand, he reached. I gazed at the dream-like scene before me. The other me, the me that lay in the casket, was dressed as for her wedding. Mom had promised me her bridal gown for my wedding. Instead, she had given it to me for my burial. A white veil covered my face like a fine mist. A large bouquet of calla lilies lay in my arms.As I stared at the casket, I began to focus on the peaceful face, my face, beneath the veil. My field of vision seemed to narrow, as if, without taking a step, I was moving closer and. “Is that because you want to fuck me?”“Yeah!” Is all I can grunt.Brenda steps back from me. Standing wide legged she takes off her necktie and tosses it aside. Next she slowly unbuttons her white blouse from the top down. As she takes her blouse off I take off my shirt, trousers and briefs so I’m stark naked and freed from the constraints of clothes. Brenda’s just in her white bra and panties, just like the women in my mum’s lingerie catalogues I’ve masturbated over. Brenda’s a big girl and the.