The party had really thinned out and there were only eight or ten people there, but no Darla and no one seemed to know where she was. I thought it was...my imagination at the time, but everyone seemed to be giving me furtive glances whenever they thought I wasn't looking. I walked up to one guy and asked him if he'd seen Darla and he cast a nervous glance upstairs before saying no. I finished checking the downstairs and looked out on the front and back porches, but still no Darla. As I was. It was another one of Thomas, naked and raw, stretched out on his back eyes closed. Beautiful. Sera was considering keeping it but he was getting popular now, he couldn't much afford to hold any work back. Some of his paintings had been bought up by a London art dealer, with any luck, Sera was on his way to a little bit of fame and riches.The bathroom door opened and Sera swung around to see his lover. Kohl lined eyes widened. Thomas was encased from head to toe in skin tight silk, assassin's. “You’ll figure out a way,” Angie said in response, “I’m sure. Just be kind to him.”I had to sit down. Was this sort of a test or perhaps a cruel joke? I retreated to a portion of the garage where I often go to do some deep thinking. I started to get up and knocked over a stack of paint cans, which made a good bit of commotion.The door between the garage and the dinette opened and Angie stuck her head into the garage.“Ed, are you out here?” she asked.“Yes,” I replied. “I’m working on changing. This sent David over the edge and I had a very hot climax of my own. The next day at work, I called my friend Jackie. She had always bragged about the size of her husband's penis and how good he was at satisfying her. She had also said that she and her husband would swing on occasion with couples that interested them. I had never thought about talking to Jackie about getting together with my husband and I, but now that I knew that David was all for it, I decided to see if Jackie and her husband.