His cock was the extent of my attraction to him. I had no desire for intimacy with Bret, certainly didn’t want to kiss him, or otherwise physically ...ngage with him, but I was totally fascinated by his dick. I had a feeling his interest in me was similar.We got ready for dinner, and the girls were already starting to make good on their promise to get Bret and me up for yet another round of sex. They were both still naked when they sent Bret and me downstairs, already dressed. It didn’t take much. Then he signed the chitand left walking around and looking at all the other people. He watchedthen men, women, boys, and girls with differing attitudes. The womenwere harmless, as were the children, but the men, correction, the OTHERmen were another matter. Joe walked in wearing his Vietnam War O.D.green jungle utilities and t-shirt with his big shoulder bag strappedcrosswise over his breasts. The boots and uniform pieces were like asuit of armor to Joe's mind. The knife and pistol in the bag. Yeah, his last name was Clown. Fitting, huh? I picked up my phone with one hand as I drove and hit the speed dial button I had programmed a few weeks ago.“Hi. Here we come.”“Yeah, she’s a bit upset.”“Ten minutes.”“Oh that will be funny! See you.”I disconnected the call and looked at Burt.“Burt, this is going to be funny.”He smiled and I drove on.I pulled into the driveway of my good friend Roger Clown. We had known each other for years, I thought. But like they say, you learn something new. She was watching me while sucking. Oh, that’s so good girls, it gives us more pleasure. And I came a little faster but obviously, she knew what she was doing.I then bathed while she waited for me nude in my living room and I booked 2 tickets for the movie. I asked her to wear a saree which I previously told her. She wore that in front of me, had makeup. And we went out. The show started on 10 and we were on time. Everyone was watching us and thinking what a beautiful couple we are. Well like.