The drive was uneventful as I rested my head on her shoulder and tried desperately to maintain some loose grasp on where the blurs of reality ended an...d the blurs of my intoxication began. I vaguely remember being guided with few words up to her apartment, and stumbling to her bedroom. There wasn’t a particular plan on her part, as her primary concern seemed to be getting my hopelessly intoxicated ass into bed to sleep off the night. However, it wasn’t a plan on my part either. Years of. This was an clear indication of how horny they were and what is going in their mind. After few matches they again took some rest.Later on after few minutes they again asked me to join for a play.Again I said know and they tried everything to convince me to join them for a play. My resistance was bit on lower side this time as I too had become bit hornier now.On having a talk with them, I said that it would not be a fair match of girl v/s two boys. Nikhil then said that we would play a team game. "My name is Charles Marcus Sextus," I continued, "and as of this moment you have been set free. Now before anyone gets too excited about this, let me have my say. Currently you are on an island in the Spanish Sea. From what I'm told, most of you don't even know where that is in relation to where you were taken from. Now I'm about to give you a few choices and I want you to listen to them carefully. First off I want to tell you that I won't be sending you back home. If I did you would probably. You’d be an hour or two closer to us, and two hours away max in light traffic’. This made some sense. As I sat on the train back to London that Sunday afternoon, my mind was slowly, but quite assuredly made up. I called up a map of Britain on my laptop computer, and imagined a circle around my parents’ home representing about an hour’s journey by car or train. Bristol and Bath were actually well outside my imagined area, but within were Exeter, Plymouth, Torquay, and with Taunton just on the.