I am Vijay from Chennai. Please feel free to give your comments / inputs at This is a genuine incident and no fiction is involved.As I had mentioned ...in my earlier story I met A and C for a threesome. After that incident they became close to me. We used to chat like friends. Once when we were chatting we touched on the topic of group sex and swapping. A & C asked me if these things happen in real in Chennai. They thought the concept was alien to Indians. I told them such stuff happens right in. How is that for fun? Good memories, hey?If you contact the children or allow them to contact you, or any member of your family, the children will be dead to me. I will fire them from my firm, and disinherit them and their children. Further, they will no longer be allowed to meet with their half siblings, the men you fucked with for a quarter of a fucking century, they and you and your family are dead to them. There can be no compromise on this, or any other conditions I put in this letter.I am. "We no longer want anything to do withyou." Maybe you can quit me," Carlos said with a smile as he reached into hispocket. "But can you quit Miss Cocaine here?" He held up a small plasticbaggie with the white rock in it."We have been cured," Jane added. "Your drugs have no allure for us. Wehave been given a second chance, and we are not going to blow it." You're coming with me, and that is final," Carlo said, reaching out tograb his most lucrative streetwalker by the wrist. But before he. Dizzy again. I rushed into the last stall and just sat on the toilet lid trying to clear my head. I can hear him peeing. I peak thru the crack in the door just as he flushes & walks over to the sink to wash his hands with his dick still exposed. He then washes his dick off. I remember thinking, "How many men wash their dick after peeing?" As he is washing his dick, I can see that he is getting an erection. It is now 8 inches long and it doesn't look like my hand can fit around it. He turns his.