“Are you going to shit, too?” I asked her.“I am not allowed to piss while wearing the plug in my ass, Sir. It is a house rule that if I am super...vised I have to beg to remove it first. I will probably drip down my thighs. If you would be kind enough to stick it in my mouth until I finish, that would be great,” she asked politely as if she was asking me to pass over the butter at dinner.I didn’t think she was really begging at all. It felt like she was asking me to do her a minor favor. Yet, the. This incident took place in Bombay. As always I was in Bombay for work and was staying at a hotel at the church gate as I had work at the mantralaya. In the evening, I was having some beer and snacks at a restaurant at the nariman point and watching at the beautiful females moving around me. It was around 9:00 and I was planning to finish the beer and then move to the hotel room for I was tired by the day’s work.Then came a lady of around 40 and sat on the table right in front of me she was. . certain misconceptionspeople might have, that you might become a target for some people."While Coach was trying to tiptoe around the conversation, I had a feelingthat she would have been more direct if the girls weren't guarding me. Iask her, "You think I'm gay right? That's what you were going to ask me,right?" No that's not what I'm saying... exactly..." she started to say beforeJen broke in."Robbie's not gay, if that's what you're thinking. Coach, look... I knowyou know the rumors about. With an evil smile, I pinned the leash to the floor, making sure there is no way to reach it or to get free, and closed the railing so he can only see through the bars. “Now watch!” I said turning my back and heading to Marry that was already waiting me in the bed with a very naughty look in her eyes. With the movements of a tigress, she pulled herself back leaning on the head board, looking straight in my eyes through her blond hair that was almost covering her face. I could see how horny she.