Bang ... and lots and scores more of hump and come-have-your-way-hither-with-me sex.As I come forth and turn up out of the water, I glimpse and catch ...ight of him bottomed and assed down there, sprawling and lolling on an elegant and baroque Chesterfield settee that has got downy and feathery and furry and squashy squabs and pads and headrests on it. Apart from having on tenebrous and swarthy glasses, he is gawping and goggling direct at me dumbly and mutely. What is it that he is pondering and. ”“Less is more, we don’t have far to walk,” I tell her as we put on our very short matching black silk dressing gowns over our naked bodies. “Don’t worry about a belt,” she whispers as we set off holding hands. As fate would have it we passed two other couples on the way with our gowns open. “Just what I hoped for,” Sarah tells me as she enjoys them ogling our partly naked bodies.Huge sexual tension when we enter their room. The two older man are still dressed as they were twenty-minutes ago,. After going to a map of Ohio on her computer, she realized that East Cleveland was the closest city to Pepper Pike with those initials. This just had to be the place she thought to herself. She then remembered the name that they had her write on the check. ‘Luther Jacobs’. Even though they never told her their names, she figured out that one of them just had to have that name because how else were they going to cash the check she gave them.Using an information search site, Juliana searched. “Yes, I suppose I was.”My wife got off my lap and straddled him. “No suppose about it,” she laughed. “You were cuckolded.”“All right, I was.”“Are they still together?”“No, the last time I heard anything about my sister was three years ago. She’d joined a lesbian commune in America.”“Look, Jason,” I said, “if it’s going to be awkward for you, just tell us where the tattoo parlour is and we’ll go ourselves.”“Hell, no,” he grinned, “we’re still good friends.”Gayle disappeared to dress and came.