John walked in and started looking around the Bungalow, it was small but quite cozy, he looked at the woman and asked with a smile: "Where's the bedro...m Sam?" W-what?" She stuttered."The bedroom honey, we should start getting comfortable for the show"Sam smiled and answered: "Sorry, honey, there is going to be no show" and pointed and the ring on her ring finger: "I'm married and I'm gonna get that money in 6 weeks".The man sat on a chair and said: "Well, if we aren't going to fuck we can still. "I never see you talk to any girls." I'm just ... nervous." Just ask the girl out. Girls are as scared as boys are. She'd be flattered." What if she's really pretty and popular?" Who are you thinking?" Brianna." The cheerleader?" She sounded surprised again."Yes."Sara laughed. It didn't give me confidence. "Why don't you start lower down the girl chain?" If you're not going to be of any help why... ?"She interrupted. "I didn't know you were going to start so high." Never mind." I turned to. " Maybe they can come next time," said Henry.A few minutes later, both set of invitees arrived at the same time. A gay couple, Leroy and Bruce, guests of the lesbians, and Geoff and Alice, another married couple, were friends of Richard and Elaine.It turned out that the married couples had been trading spouses for several years, and were looking to expand their horizons with this church.Leroy was black and a dentist, and Bruce was an accountant. Both were intrigued by their girl friends'. Then he said he felt great, and offered us his solution. He passed my wife a well rolled joint, and told her this will have her feeling better in no time. She never smokes pot, but I guess the idea that it may help the hangover did the trick. Or maybe she was trying to impress him. Either way the three of us smoked a good amount over the next hour or so. And sure enough we were all feeling well, cracking jokes, and having a great time by the fire. Then it started to get pretty cold. A front.