That was it and then I’d be off to God knew what. Feeling pensive I stood at the side of the track and looked down at the houses crammed together si...de by side, the town of my boyhood, the town where I was born. I looked down at the grey sided buildings, with the tiled roofs and myriad chimney pots and I thought back to summers gone by. I grinned despite the leaden feeling in my tummy and thought fondly about those summers past, those times without care or woe, how I wished for them now. Nearly. It was no different than a handjob. I just used you and then tossed your ass out, like the paper towel I used to wipe off my dick, then tossed in the trash.”I couldn’t help staring at his crotch. The bulge there was growing noticeably as that shortish but fat cock filled itself with blood. I think his dirty talk was having more of an effect on him than me.“Look at you,” he declared in disgust, registering my stare. “You can’t get enough. You’re addicted to my cock.”He yanked his shorts down,. Dad – “starting se bataoo na kya hua???”Mom – “jaise hi maine door kholi mujh par tood pada,mere shoulders ko kiss karne laga,mujhe pagalon ki tarah chatne laga, maine kaha kya baat hair oz to bada sharmaate ho aaj etne pagal kiyun ho rahe ho”Now i m introducing dilip conversation told by my mom to dad…Dilip – “memsahib aaj etni der hogai,kubse apka intazar kar raha hun yahan ki kub aap aayengi”Mom – “kiyun raha nahi jaa raha tha kya apni memsahib ke bina”Dilip – “kya karun aap etni garam jo. In this case the victim was me.I realize that I was just kidnapped.I feel a needle or something poke me in the arm, and I am washed into blackness.I wake up. I guess I am still in the car, but I can't tell. I feel with my feet my backpack on the floor and my duffle bag next to it.Suddenly, I am swung to the side, and am thrown against someone.A moan escapes from them.I realize that I don't have a gag or anything, thank god, but my hands are tied up. My feet are too. Oh god. This is more serious.