The Story It all started when I was at school. I went to a school in South Carolina and hated being away from my girlfriend. It was frustrating bei...ng on the other side of the country when my girlfriend lived in Arizona and went to another college. I tried as hard as I could to keep our sexual intimacy up but it still wasn’t as good as I wanted it to be. I was almost out of school for the summer and all I wanted to do was be with my girlfriend so we could have sex again. I felt like I planned. Marcus lives in Washington so no luck in seeing him , i am currently writing this from my hotel in Vancouver as i am at our yearly meeting, and i am waiting for Paul , like i mentioned i have seen Paul since the first meeting and have become a slave for his huge black cock, i have only been able to meet up with him once ,the time we did meet since that night , we met chatted for a while then i just had to have him i was dripping , the image of that huge cock kept crossing my mind, once in. So after lunch I allowed myself to be led to Tracey's dressing table asthe girls set about making up my face. Although I had not intended toallow myself to be made up to look like a woman I knew I had lost the betso I sat back and closed my eyes and let them do their thing. One ofthem took my hand whilst the other worked on my face. The girl who wasworking on my hands began by filing my nails before cleaning them off andpressing down on each of my fingernails whilst the other girl was. I realised the fire had happened the day I set sail for India. Had you not been at Southampton to see me off you might have been able to prevent their deaths. I blamed myself, but worse I felt somehow my envy and jealousy at how much you and Caroline loved each other had raised an evil spirit to fracture and destroy your happiness. I came to believe it was my ill thoughts that had caused their deaths.”Krish left Bombay, and for several years travelled the roads and tracks of India and beyond..