What is worse for a boy – retaining a big bag, anus plugged, abdomen distended, perspiring like crazy, unable to move in your chair due to the tight... bondage, legs strapped high in front of you. Or the alternative – taking bags in quick succession, a constant filling, hurting, explosive evacuation, filling, hurting etc. I’m not sure, because it’s not something I’ve ever experienced. I can only say, I like to see a boy experience both, and Chris did over what must, for him, have seemed an endless. I assume the cadavers are the gang of kidnappers.”“Did he say where Eloise de la Zouche has gone?” I said, glad in one way I did not have to confront her, but dismayed that we would have to trail after her to who knows where.“The official does not know, but as she left on an Omani dhow...”I interrupted Thomas. “Omani dhow?”“The Omanis are renowned sailors; Sinbad was an Omani, and their large, ocean going, dhows trade across the Indian Ocean. In fact the Omanis were trading with India long. I’m with you and nothing will happen to you. Look at others, they are also enjoying their moments.Jahnavi: Digi, it is not that I’m not enjoying. I’m not bold enough to allow you to squeeze my boobs here.Me: Ok, fine. Will you allow me to feel your boobs at your house? And will you allow me to play with you at your house?Jahnavi after a few minutes of thinking,Jahnavi: Ok, I’ll allow you to feel my boobs at my house but I don’t want to have sex with you today.Me: Fine, but you have to allow me. I was embarrassed, shy and unsure, I had always thought of myself as straight - but I couldn't deny the attraction and I was excited and drooling thinking of the possibilities. What the hell, I thought - go for it. I took a taxi to my hotel, showered, changed (at lightning speed), grabbed a taxi to her hotel, went inside and sat down at the bar.As I looked around I noticed there were quite a few men there who looked like they were traveling like me, most of them looked married but they were.