The band was playing and the singing groups on the stage one after the other.I could not wait to get to the festivities it was so exciting (I always w...nted to live in the 40's and 50's just because of the woman's fashions they wore then) I was melting seeing the younger and older boys dressed up as 1950's hoods with their tight jeans, black boots, white t-shirts, black leather jackets. The place was packed and they kept coming in. Marlene and I started to dance, she spinning me around my skirt. I called room service and asked for a ice bucket.I then took out my new stuff and laid it out neatly on the bed and was thinking wether to wear it before the room service comes or after. Just then the doorbell rang and i opened the door and a mid aged guy handed me a bucke tof ice and went away. Well i poured a stiff one and gulped it down. I switched on the TV and was watching a movie and halfway through my second peg i decided to order some food and dress up. I called room service ordered. We hadn't fought, there was no animosity or secrets, for all I knew, and up until this morning we were a perfect couple. Well ... as perfect as two people who both like girls and fuck around outside the bounds of their relationship can be.So was that it? Had I just been deluding myself to think that we were different? There were so many things going through my head right now I couldn't grasp at anything. It was like every single answer was a ribbon floating through a storm, and no matter which. Had no luck finding anyone for a roommate so I put another ad in the paper, this time with the part of town I lived in. The perv calls continued. One Saturday morning, having partied the night before, I woke up late with a raging hardon that needed attention. As I laid there, stroking my cock, the phone rang and the voice on the other end was very feminine sounding but was obviously a male. He wanted more info on the house and said that he and his sister were interested. Thinking he was.