"Is everyone here?" "Haven't heard from mark, Neil has the flu and William's having car trouble." "Nice work," she tossed the skirt onto the blouse,...standing there in plain jet-black bra and panties. "Background checks?" Tony nodded, running his finger down the list in his hand. "Signed forms acknowledging responsibility for any leaked photos, clear psyche evals, and hey! Everyone passed their STD test!" A triumphant murmur rose from the crowd. "That's great!" Chloe said, taking off her bra. “So,” he said innocently. “You want me to take him back to his cellblock?”The warden gave a harsh laugh. “What, are you kidding me? Fuck no! I think he enjoyed this. Take this little fuckin’ piece of shit to the Temple of Torture.”“NO!”Jerry fell to his knees again. The Temple of Torture. This was the great fear he’d had all this time. And now to his greatest horror, it was about to become a reality.The Temple of Torture was not really a ‘temple’ per sé; it was a room in the prison where Warden. The neighborhood where I run is very affluent with sprawling ranchettes with secluded lanes and little traffic.As I'm running along, I noticed a plain white van coming toward me on the opposite side of the road. Since I am always aware of traffic and potential danger, I glance at the driver and make note that it is a long haired guy with a blond girl in the passenger seat. They gave me the willies for some reason. I had the feeling they might have been up all night and on drugs... maybe looking. Single women can pay $40 for entry but single men need to be accompanied by a couple and will pay $60. The venue had been sited away from the city's existing nightlife to avoid accidental tourists becoming a nuisance.Auckland boasted several swingers' clubs, with others in Wellington and Christchurch. Club 52 was aimed at people who had to either travel or invite friends to swingers' parties.Ms Colton said she had enjoyed swinging with a long-term partner for six years but since that.