Then she said they were made with members from her swing club group and some strangers for their own fun. I told her I would be up for it if they ever...needed a younger guy. She just smiled and left. Next day Kelly came in and gave me a card with her address and a time. I told her I would be there. Next evening I showed up at her house. There was another lady there, from one of the videos and a lady with camera. I was horny as a guy could get and was ready to show off. We quickly went to work,. You know, for herself, and who could blame her really.And then I forgot about it.And then one day when Lucy's mom wasn't there to cook and we had a social sciences test coming up and I had to go pee and the door to her room was ajar, I heard sobbing coming from her room when I passed it but that wasn't unusual. But when I passed it on my way back she called my name, and she mispronounced it of course, like she had always done and like most people do and I've always thought it sounded like a. So this is what it's like to feel sexy? She liked it. ****The food was good, the beer and wine were served and consumed, they listened to good music, and the conversation flowed through the warm summer evening. The other couples departed, one at a time, as the evening wore on, leaving only Amy and Phil. It was one of those perfect summer nights — slightly cool after a warm day — when the gentle warmth and light breeze invigorate you and the night seems to dawdle along without getting. I did not enjoy his machinations, and as he matured, his body seemed to give off an ever-increasing, primal stench as his grubby hands constricted me. Masculine odours had never worried me because the men in my family never bothered with deodorants and cologne, and the smells of cigarettes, rum, and the hardworking hum were part of my daily existence. Monty’s mob, however, always took stench to a higher level.Shortly after I turned sixteen, I thought my life had ended when on one of Monty’s.