Remember I used to change your diapers.”Ingrid said, “But that was years ago.”My wife said, “Ingrid, you’re an Anal Whore! You should ask yo...r father to take you to the Adult Sex Shop later and get you a few butt plugs. A girl like you needs something in there constantly.”Ingrid asked, “How would you know?”My wife laughed and said, “Do you really think that you are the only girl in the world that prefers something up her butt as to something up her pussy?”Ingrid said, “Well…no.”My wife then. “If you want to have sex with us we both have a benchmark, eight-inches,” Marianne told him with a smirk. He didn’t realise we had been asking his workmates about him.“His nick name is donkey dick. When he goes for a toilet break one of us goes with him to check out his equipment. He loves flaunting it for us. Boys will be boys. He always pees with his cock and balls hanging out.”“And your bench mark is?,” he asked confidently.“Eight inches,” I told him.“Almost that big flaccid,” he smirked.And. This is what these people call a party? All the women were gone! As soon as they emerged from their cars, they were taken to another part of the palace, never to be heard from again! ‘Well, DUH!’ I can hear you thinking, but come on! How is that a party?! The only parties without women I will ever attend willingly are LAN-parties.We were taken into a huge room, which turned out to be a tent pitched between the legs of the Y. The floor was covered by one gigantic woven carpet. It must have been. Ready to head down to the casino as I am walking get lots of looks see my dressis tight showing my bubble but,arriving at the gaming floor find a machine to play as I sit and begin the gentleman behind me I hear them whisper I think she is a hooker they have stopped playing there game turn to one another continue talking as they still glances you see I can see them in the reflection of my machine.The machine is not paying standing to move to another machine while I wait for Mr.T to find me I.