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now. I couldn’t imagine how I was going to make it through four more encounters like the one I had just been through, without needing to go to a hospital afterwards. “No!” I shrieked again. “Please, no more. I can’t take any more. Please, I’ve done everything you’ve asked me to. I can’t do any more. Please let me go… Auhauh!” The leader slapped me again, and I stopped my pleading after that.
    “Shut up and don’t move,” was the only response he would give me.
    There was not even a hint of compassion in the leader’s demeanor. Apparently he had taken from me what he had wanted, and now the time had come for him to move on. It was almost as if our session together had never happened. But I knew it had happened because I was still having a great deal of trouble just trying to sit properly. A moment later, I could hear the metal rings scrape against the metal rod once, and once again. And then I knew I was alone.
    Despite the coarse way the leader had just behaved toward me, he and the others did apparently recognize that I needed a few minutes to recover from my ordeal because it took at least that long before the second guy opened the door and came into the bathroom.
    “Hi, Clint.” This second person was someone I hadn’t dealt with so far. He sounded a lot more cheery and at first I found the contrast between him and the leader bewildering. I then heard the metal rings scrape, then something was plopped down at my feet before I heard the rings scrape again.
    “All right now, Clint, I’ve just dropped a cushion down in front of you. I want you to find it and then get off your chair and sit on it.”
    “Yes sir,” I answered. I then bent over and felt the boat cushion this second guy had brought for me. It felt like one from the stack of them I had seen in the little boat house which stood behind the Annex down by the lake. So, a moment later I was seated on it. As soon as I was settled on the floor, I could hear the second guy then remove the chair and drop two more cushions down on either side of me.
    “Ok, now I want you to rotate your body ninety degrees to your right and then lie down flat on your back on all three cushions. And make it so the water is hitting you mainly on your body.”
    This guy seemed to know exactly what he wanted from me and, after all I had been through all ready this night, I wasn’t willing to see what else could happen to me if I offered him any argument. So silently I complied with his instructions. But as I reclined and felt the water begin to pound me all up and down the front of my body, I remember wishing for an inkling at least of what this guy was intending to do with me.
    “Now relax. Take it easy.”
    As I listened to his words, I could sense him sitting down on the shower floor next to me.
    “There’s not gonna be any pain involved with this. Now I want you to relax. So just give yourself two or three long and slow exhales so you can release all the tension from your body.”
    I did as he said. I took three long slow breaths and then exhaled each one fully as I tried to relax my muscles as completely as I could. The water helped too. The perpetual kneading of my skin by the dozens of thick sprays from the shower head above made me feel as if I was receiving a massage. A few of the sprays were hitting me on my face, but I found a couple of positions for my head where I could breathe with no trouble, and the shades I was still wearing were protecting my eyes. So after a short bit, I did begin to feel better.
    “Ok, now just lie still and enjoy this.” The second guy now seemed ready to begin something. I still had no idea what it was that he was intending to do with me, but he was making it sound as if whatever it was would be something wondrous.
    When I felt his fingers begin to handle and twirl my penis, I reacted automatically. “Hey! What are you doing?” His actions were shocking to me and I didn’t like it at all.
    “Shshsh!” the second guy

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