My name is Terrance Jones or Terry for short. I’m 26 and built on the larger size but only 165cm tall. I get a lot of nicknames like fatty etc. Therefore you can understand I am not a very confident person and will avoid confrontation as much as possible. I went to an all boys school which does not make me very well informed on how to deal with females either. I only barely talk to the females at work and really I am shy. The only females I do have to deal with is Grandmother and my Mum, who is as bossy as hell. Anyway that’s my history prior to going on a coach holiday around Europe.

I am actually Australian but live in England with my mother after she separated from my father when I was 10 years old, why, I have no idea and mum does not talk about him. My Grandmother has given me some information but mum always interrupted her every time we talked.

We all met at the coach station in London and we boarded into our assigned seat. As I was on my own I had two seats to myself. Most were older pensioners or honeymooners, there were three families with teen kids. Five kids in total. On board I just read my tablet and listened to some classical music with my earphones. It took over an hour for everyone to board and settle down. Then we were given the coach introductions and procedures. I did listen to those. Hooray we were off out of this country. Our first stop was Dover and the ferry across the English Channel. As I did have two passports I used the most convenience one to travel with.

We drove to Paris and our first stop for three days, the coach tour is for 30 days. We collected our bags and booked into the hotel in the centre of Paris. Well I found this was a scruffy area with loose rubbish and cigarettes butts everywhere. That evening I went on an under the city catacombs walk and true to fashion I did get lost. I was looking around when I went down a side passage and walked to where there are no lights except my helmet light. I went to turn around and hit my head on a low line in the ceiling. I reached out to the wall and found my hand in a bundle of hands and forearms. One little finger landed on the ground, I picked it up from the back and placed it back in the wall. Then I was found by one of the guides who took me back to the pack. Looking at my little finger I could see a band of gold with a flat spot that seem to indicate a half wing and a dotted circle around it. I tried to take the ring off, no go, then turn it around, again no go. No one noticed I had the ring on. Rejoining the boring tour we finished after an hour and returned to the hotel. I went to bed and slept soundly until 7am.

We had a french breakfast of croissant and cafe creme coffee, actually it was not too bad, for breakfast, to this corn flakes guy. Today we toured the Louvre museum, it was a lot of walking, lunch was our own concern and dinner at the hotel. I went out after dinner and actually enjoyed a dance show about three streets from the hotel. Walking back I went down a lane way and was blocked by four bearded arabs who demanded my wallet, one had a knife. The large guy, 180cm and thick set, went to throw a punch at my head, my ring turned on my finger as I grabbed his hand as it passed my head and punched his chest with my fist. I heard the tearing of internal muscles and tendons together with the crunch of bones broken in his chest. I kicked the guy to the right and hit his crown jewels together with his pelvis, the third guy I swung my hand against his head, that turned as his body turned the opposite way again hearing his spine crack. His hand pushed by my hand hit the guy with the knife. His hand went down the blade and forced the handle into that persons chest into his heart right next to his sternum. The four collapsed onto the ground with the leaders fat wallet falling on the ground, it was full of cash. I picked up the wallet, pocketed it and walked around the corner, then onto my hotel. I did not have any marks on my body. Everything seem to be over within a second.

An hour later police were all over the streets, the following morning we were all interviewed asking if we saw anything. They did say it seem like a bunch of kids were fighting in the lane way with the injuries to the four very well known youths that did have a long police record, one mentioned they would not be missed. Today we were taken for a coach ride around some of the sights of Paris. Me I just wanted to get out of the city.

That afternoon I opened the fat wallet and found 300x €500 notes = €150,000 together with 100x €100 notes = €10,000, together with some identification, other personal notes and receipts. I put €155,000 in an envelope in my back pack and kept the other €5000 plus loose notes in my wallet. At least, for their threatening behaviour, they paid the price and I now had some money to spend. Before this I was limited to €50 per day including meals. I went for another walk and dropped the cleaned out wallet into a rubbish bins and the other cards in other bins. I was back at the hotel for dinner with the tour group.

Today we went to a winery in Champagne, Reims area and enjoyed lunch with some wine tasting. Wine, I neither like or dislike, some people did buy some wine but were limited to one case per couple. Then on to Luxembourg for the night. We had a tour of the city then onwards to Zurich, Switzerland for another three days stop over. It was in Zurich I called into the Credit Swiss Bank and opened an account with the excess monies. The young lady was really helpful in opening my account using my EU passport and British address. I did deposit €155,000 and mentioned I had won the money in some french casino’s. She showed me how to install the apt on my phone, got me a QR code and Barcode to access ATM, hole on the wall, banking without a physical card. They will sent the cards to my British address within ten days. I can use the codes to collect and pay monies in via any bank or post office and some companies like the casino’s in Morocco. I was very happy just to have the cash out of my back pack.

I did enjoy my visit to Zurich, a cleaner city that Paris. From Zurich we went back into France and to the city of Lyon. This, like Paris, was a scruffy town but steeped in history and didn’t they play on it for the tourist. It was here I learnt to say ‘I am unable to speak French’ over ‘I cannot speak French’. As soon as I said unable they could all speak English, their second language apparently. I had started to have an evening walk to see more of the towns we were visiting. We travelled on to Toulouse where the aircraft industry is located. Travelling the next day it was over the Spanish boarder to Bilbao. At least this town was dusty, not dirty, like France.

That night I went for a walk along one of it’s evening trails and came across five arabs males with around 12 small female muslims dressed with their hands tied forward being directed by the males. One girl with blond locks looked at me with pleading eyes. One of the guards noticed and pulled a gun on me. I pushed that gun under his chin just as the ring turned around on my little finger. It went off but in a muffled way as it was against his skin. I kicked another one before he drew his gun and he went flying backwards with the sound of broken bones. Two others shot at me but I ducked and they ended up shooting each other. In the meantime the girls had dropped to the ground. Finally I was left with one person and he pulled his rifle in my direction, I kicked a pebble towards his barrel and it travelled along the length just as he pulled the trigger. That rifle exploded in his face and knocked him backwards. It was like all over within a minute. That blond girl showed me her hands and I cut the cable tie with my finger nail. She pulled her headdress off and ripped the tape off her mouth and spoke in English “Thank you, Thank you they just took us from a boat and forced marched us here to sell.” We untied the other girls most could not speak English but my blond girl could speak their language. I mentioned not to tell about me. She explained it to the others and they agreed. I carried the satchel that one of the arabs had and found it contained passports in duplicate for the group. This was a professional group. Giving the blond girl the passports, I held the satchel and showed them towards the police station. My blond girl kissed my cheek and lead the girls into the station with the passports. I returned quickly to my hotel.

The next morning it was all over the radio, TV and newspapers of the finding of the missing girls, some who had been kidnapped over two months ago. Their stories of treatment and filming being used was horrendous. The police collected the dead Arab men and identified them all, they had various police records. With the information from the girls they traced the group quite high up within the local political and government ranks including issuance of false passports.

Inside the satchel I found more money, there was at least €500,000, in used notes. I repacked these in my backpack and suitcase. We travelled onwards to Madrid for another three day stay. I did deposit €250,000 in various wall banking units into my account. Well at least half was banked. From Madrid we travelled to Gibraltar for two nights. Then on to Lisbon. This was a nice trip so far. I did not speak much to the passengers on the coach, even though a lot of them tried.

From Lisbon, we travelled to Porto then Zaragoza and onwards to Barcelona over the following few days. I did, where possible, deposit monies into my account so by the time we got to Barcelona, all of the euro’s were deposited, My apt did show a nice bank balance.

From Barcelona we travelled to Avignon then to Monaco and two days rest near the casino’s. What a small crowded place with most people so far up themselves they had no time for tourists. Here at one of the casino’s I learnt to play the game of poker and 21, Classes were given free in the casino’s.

I played 21 and found it a slow game but with my €300 cashed into chips I did walk away with €550. I went on to play poker with a bet limit of €1,000. Lost two hands then won the next three. Because of the number of players I ended up with nearly €30,000. I was invited to attempt an unlimited game, the casino wanted their money back. I played a few hands and lost €10,000 and on my next game, I collected Ace and King of Hearts, the river draw was two queens including hearts then Jack and ten of hearts followed by 8 diamonds. The table was in an uproar with the first player going all in. He did have a heap of money, I went all in together with another player. I had the smallest kitty of €20.000. That did not matter, the other players dropped out. The first player showed four Queens, the other threw his card in with nothing. I turned over my cards and an uproar with having a royal flush. They stopped the game whilst I was taken away with all of the chips on the table. It totalled over €880,000. I kept the loose change and showing my QR code they banked the rest of the money for me. I ended up with €6,500 in my wallet. I walked out of the banking area towards the bar for a drink.

It was here I met Kelly. I asked her “Where is your husband from the tour?”

Kelly looking dejected, smiled “It’s not my husband but my gay brother, he is out chasing other males the bastard and left me here to fend off all those gigolo’s. Will you sit here with me for a while please Terry.”

I replied “Sure, I’ve finished playing on the gaming tables and I’m not out of pocket.”

Kelly asked “How come your on your own, and how much weight have you lost on the tour?”

Looking at her, I replied “I haven’t lost any, that I am aware, but I do find I have to tie my belt tighter. Have I lost much?”

Kelly smiled by this time, “Yes you have, I do design work and you have lost a lot, You are OK, not ill or anything?”

That got me worried “Not that I am aware, I have been walking a lot on this tour, more so than I normally do at home and I suppose I’m eating better.”

She looked at me all over “You are quite shy, don’t you have a girlfriend or partner?”

I replied “Never, went to an all boys school and uni, other than my over bearing mother and grandmother I have never really spoken to any other lady except you.”

Kelly laughed “Well I grew up with three brothers, one older and gay the other two younger and still in school, so I do know how to handle males. You though, did puzzle me as you did not engage with anyone on board the coach. Do you want to get out of here and back to the hotel for a snack or more?”

I answered “Yes why not the noise here is getting louder.” We walked back to our hotel together with Kelly grabbing my hand. I was lost what to do.

At the hotel we went into the coffee shop and got some Tea and pastries. They were nice and I used my room card to pay for them much to Kelly’s surprise. We talked some more and it was midnight when we went to our room, it was there Kelly realised her brother had the room key. Kelly asked “Can I stay with you, my brother has the key.”

I replied “Sure, come in.” As I opened the door to a large double bed in the room. I went to the bathroom and changed into night wear then climbed into the bed to sleep. Kelly used the bathroom and came to bed with just her undies on. She could not sleep in her dress. Kelly cuddled up to me and put my arm around her as we both fell asleep. This was the first time I have ever been in bed with anyone else.

I woke up at 6am with a need for the toilet and a hard cock. I used the bathroom and had a bath. Whilst in the bath Kelly came in, removed her undies to use the toilet. Much to my surprise she took her undies off and joined me in the bath. I kinda looked away from Kelly in shyness. Kelly reach over to my face and turned it towards her and kissed my lips. I looked surprised. Kelly smiled as she reached for my private parts and played with me. That did feel nice. Grabbing my hand she placed it on her lovely soft boob and gave me the soap to wash her with. I washed her front and she turned around in the bath so I could wash her back. That did feel nice just to touch another person. Kelly turned around and got me to wash her legs and feet. My cock was extremely hard. Kelly took the soap and proceeded to wash my chest and legs, then moved to wash my cock, I shot my sperm out, as she washed it, all over her face and boobs. I collapsed in the bath with my release.

Then very much to my surprise Kelly bent over and sucked my cock hard again. She pulled me out of the bath, we semi dried ourselves and she pulled me over to the bed. Pushing me onto my back, she sat her pussy over my hard cock. My foreskin slipped backwards down my cock as the head slipped inside Kelly. She was riding me madly and, as I found out later, she had an orgasm, she did not stop but continued to ride me until she came again and this time I came inside her. I could not stop my arse bouncing on the bed pushing up inside Kelly. She just kept bouncing around and after a few minutes she, no we, collapsed on the bed with Kelly on top of me. We fell asleep for another hour.