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Diary excerpt 13 I thought he was a very massive big man. Early 60's but still very powerfully built with hands that seemed tanned by life experience. Unfortunately I wasn't in girls clothes. I would have known if that was possible in the gay bar I sometimes go to. He kept looking at me from a distance. I thought he might think I was a male . They also come to this gay bar. I was excited by his attention to me. Attention that grew as the evening went on. Judging by his clothing and grooming, he was a highly educated man. I was talking to someone and kept looking over the shoulder at that man looking at me. Then I didn't have it anymore. Suddenly the man was gone. I thought it was a shame because again not an exciting adventure. As I was about to go home, I saw that he was sitting at a table in a corner with another older man. When I passed almost carelessly, he saw me. I felt his hand clutch my wrist. Very sturdy and even brutal. He stood up. He was very close to me because of the crowd. I smelled his after shave, his breath blew into my face. His hands slid around my waist and went down to my buttocks. “If you come with us, we'll pay you very generously,” he said warmly and hoarsely. Oh my goodness, I thought. He thinks I'm a boy . But do I want to be? |
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