"The girls walked in and Neil locked the door behind him as his cock started to push against his shorts."So what's up with your bad self?" Candy said,... and plopped down on the end of his bed while Jen asked, "Do you have any booze?" Sure there is beer in the fridge."Jen got three beers and passed them out, "So how have you been?" Jen asked."Just fine." Neil said, and downing a big gulp of beer and got right to the point, "I was hoping you girls would put on a little show for me." What kind of. She was also on her way back to her home but she not getting any auto. I asked the auto driver to park by the side and walked towards her. She was alone having to 2-3 bags in her hand seemed bit heavy after movie and some shopping she was looking for an auto.She asked you? Alone? At this time? Coming from where? Which way are you going? I said yes Me, I am alone in Hyd so Alone, I was just wandering by Hussein Sagar to kill time had few shots n now going back to my room going to Masab Tank. .. Whatcha reading.” Said the bold girl as she sat down right next to the man.“Um ... The ... Sports page.” Said the nervous pervert, not expecting the girl of his fantasies to sit down next to him.Tiffany knew as soon as she looked at his stiff cock that he was a pervert. His big newspaper did a good job of hiding his erection, but he was still taking a chance. Tiffany thought.“Don’t worry mister, I won’t tell anybody you have a stiffy ... As long as you show me what it looks like.” Tiffany. After all of the trials and interviews with lawyers and prosecutors, I'd told my story more times than I wanted to even think about. Somehow, I never came out the hero. I guess it was just a different day. It was a different era. Being a hero no longer meant anything. In the old days, if a guy was hurt defending his lady's honor he was lauded. Nowadays, you could be beaten or tortured to within an inch of your life and it just meant nothing.I guess telling one more person my story wouldn't make.