I didn't know for sure, though, because I wasn't wearing a watch, and even if I had been, I wasn't able to move my wrist into a position where I could...see it without causing myself excruciating pain.My back had gone out again, or something like it. The last time this happened was when I bent over to grab a fallen branch on the driveway a few years ago and collapsed to my hands and knees in pain. I couldn't stand up again, but I managed to crawl into the garage and pull myself upright by hanging. As we were walking. Suddenly, I got saw a building with a board saying ‘Swing’.“What is this place?” I asked John. John was like fumbled a little. He paused before answering. “Well, you know the society here is very open to several things. We have a trend developing open marriages.”“Open marriage? What is that?” I asked John with curiosity. “Well open marriage is the understanding between husband and wife to share each other with other couples or individuals,” he explained. I could easily. I wanted to do so many naughty things to him. All through math class it was all I could think about. Letting him use my body. How I would satiate his lust with my body. I would even let him fuck my ass, something not even Chris, or another guy, had enjoyed.Such guilt shot through me. I’d been so horrible to Justin. I just had the prejudice that I, the head cheerleader, had to be with a popular guy. That I shouldn’t be attracted to a nerdy loser like him. It drove me to do such mean things to. He knew some of the people who would be there, though not the hosts, and he wanted to go, so he was coming by to pick her up. From the sound of her voice, Arlene had been drinking. Whether before or after Bill's call, I don't know. This was not the first time Arlene had a sudden mind-shift, or been drinking, if they were not effect and cause. I turned around, killed some time elsewhere, and went to the party. I found that Arlene and Bill had gotten there before me. Going without.