For the last year or so, he’d gotten a graduate course in government from King Tom, his wife, and their advisors. I wasn’t sure about his morals, ...ut he didn’t need morals to become Prince or King. He just needed to be trustworthy. Oh, and somehow stay alive here in the snakepit. I laughed out loud when I realized that his safest course was to take his ship and ask Widemouth or Jayport for asylum!Anyway, I made a couple of hints that perhaps Vernon’s hundred-man bodyguard could be put to use. "These will do the trick," she chirped with a grin.I beheld the pink satin bikini panties with ruffled lace trim which she heldagainst my crotch with two fingers from each hand. My mind swam in a confusedtangle of thoughts."That's modest?" was all I could think to say. The look in her eyes was pureseduction."You like the way I look in my panties, don't you?" she asked in a tone of fauxinnocence.I could hardly deny it."Well, being with you all day, thinking of you in a pair of my panties while. Then, Monica rapidly moved into the musical segment where her blouse came off and was quickly followed by her pants as those two items ripped away, leaving only the sexy revealing bra top and thong panty she had on underneath them. Then, Monica danced and moved around more in front of the audience and then she selected a sexy male audience member who was the unknowing focus of her dance attentions. She began to focuse her gaze and her actions more and more in front of him and when she got the. Everything but open swinging. Lisa and I had partied early in our relationship, but not the others. Over the years we'd all fooled around with each other's wives but no long affairs. No drama or jealousy, just open relationships.That night was to be our first "group" get together. Kit and Denny lived in a rural area, back off of a country road with only one neighbor visible. All of our other friends and family were away for the Memorial Day weekend. The girls had fixed finger food and the guys.