Men who would never have considered gay sex were now happily bent over for the burly guy down the street, while women who would have sworn up and down...on a stack of Bibles that they were totally straight found themselves dining at the Y without any hint of guilt or shame. Nearly everyone, of both sexes, either had or planned to have, sex with both Azrael and Meredith, too. Husbands and wives, bachelors, and even nuns, all experienced those two in common or intended to do so. Several college. The club was busy but not filled. There were people who looked like masters, people who looked like slaves, and a majority of indeterminate status. The predominant dress was black leather in all its forms - halters, miniskirts, boots, body suits, harnesses, gloves, masks, cuffs, whips... Scattered through the room a few slaves were partially or fully naked, their breasts or their intimate regions exposed to public view. But in general, few people were as openly, vulnerably exhibited as was I,. She told, children went school, and invited me to there. So planned to go there but someone will notice me if I went there without a reason. So she complained that she has some problem in her motor connection, so I went there to check it and corrected. And entered into her house and switched on news channel and door closed.Without wasting any time I directly went her and tightly hugged and started to smooch. She is also a good kisser, reciprocated well to my kiss, and smooched her tongue. And I. “No, wait. I need money for the night. How much do you have?” I paused. “I could always ask Mom… maybe have a conversation with her about your behavior this evening?” My heart sunk. Was my step-daughter-to-be blackmailing me?I reached into my wallet, and thumbed through the $200 in twenties within. “That’ll do.”“There’s $200 there!”“Yeah, I think that’ll be enough. After-parties aren’t cheap.” Again, I turned for the door. “Wait”, she said, “if you’re still up when I get home, I might.