In 2001 i had a friend by name bhasker we were class mates and were quite close to each other and most of the time we use to talk about sex, imagining... having sex with our class girls, teachers and some times about each others cousin sisters, we were so close that once we promised to each other that who ever is getting married first will give the other person a chance to fuck the other persons wife. My friend bhasker was also a decent looking guy and he was very good at studies, so the day he. Captain Foster, George, Matthew and two new recruits lay, tied hand and foot, near the fire and five or six Tory soldiers stood or squatted nearby, cooking breakfast and having fun. I slid back out of the view of all of them and vomited in the bushes. Then I felt some better and tried to decide what to do. I was tempted to go for help, but had no idea which way to go. I walked through the woods and found where they had picketed their horses. I counted eight, not very good odds.I untied the. And, maybe I can finally sell her on the idea that I’m not just a late comer to the party,” he said.“Hmm, yes, I guess. But, her guilt at being the cause of his going to prison, well, I mean we do still have to go slow. We don’t want to appear to be taking advantage of the situation; that would not be good; it could backfire on us if we tried,” she said.“Yes, I see what you mean. So we just let things take their natural course. No pressure. We’ll just be there, available,” he said.“Yes,. I asked how his last few months had been. Earlier in the summer he had been seeing a guy, but it turned out that he was a total psycho. I felt a tinge of sadness, my roomie hadn’t been lucky with the guys he had been with. Either they turned out to be mentally unstable or they were pretty much useless in bed.That evening I rolled myself a little joint from some weed that had I hidden away. I went out onto the balcony to smoke it and brought a few cans of beer with me. My roomie doesn’t smoke.