He had on dirty jeans, a yellow t-shirt with his company’s green logo on it, work boots and a Baltimore Orioles cap with his blond hair splayed out ...n the sides. They sat at the table and talked as they drank their beers.“Well, I’m dirty and I smell, so I’m going to get a shower and then fire up the grill. I got us some big, fat juicy steaks,” Benny said. “You up to pace, Grace?”“Yes, Dear. Baked potatoes and a giant salad.”“All right!” Benny barked, and left the room.Chili and Grace gathered. Quickly putting a towel around my waist I walked to the door, opened it and peered round to be greeted with the beaming face of the most beautiful girl alive (in my eyes). "Oh.. h.. hey," I stuttered whilst stealing a quick glance up and down her curvy frame. She was wearing a bright red, strapless top and a short denim skirt. I could also notice two slight points where her nipples would be, telling me she wasn't wearing a bra. My breath caught in my mouth as I was about to tell her to wait one. ”“Those are classified!”“I’ve programmed cell phone apps that can change reality. You don’t think I’m capable of pulling a report from the archives?”“Point,” Abrams said with a sigh. “Look, tell me what this mystery app is and I’ll let you stay. But you better impress me. You’ve taken up an annoying amount of my time and I’m dangerously close to calling over a security officer to toss you in Testing or something.”“Yes!” She said, straightening. “Okay, so have you ever heard of that game Among. It was a regular, mild, off premise club that had a reputation for swingers frequenting the place. It was pretty much like any other loud nightclub.Over the next six months, we went about four times. Nothing happened but we met some nice people. A couple our ages, Brian and Sara befriended us. We stayed in touch with them and hung out. Nothing ever happened they were just bona fide friends. Sara is very bisexual and my wife is straight who never had an interest in Brian. In fact, she was still.