I opened my mouth, but no words came out, so I just shook my head, indicating that I didn’t have an answer.“Sorry, that wasn’t meant for you,”...she apologized. “You are here, after all, listening to my problems with my boyfriend.”Again, I said nothing and simply continued to give her my attention.Looking straight ahead, she said, “I know damn well he and his friends can move that golf outing to another day or another weekend. It is nearly five weeks away! Plus, all they are going to do is drink,. Since getting into swinging, we tried alot of different things, especially with very discrete other, some we or he or I enjoyed, other were one & done, if it felt good & gave pleasure, we still do it, sometimes just for the other couples pleasure. For the last 4 years, we have only been playing with the same regular 7 couples, a once a month, orgy party style.Everybody is really nice, friendly, easy to get along with, very open minded. There are no jealousy, or hang ups, as to who. I was getting everything from amit and was happy with him, even Rahul proved himself as an obedient and loving son. He always respects me and loves me as a son. Even I went to stay with him in Bangalore for some days, coz amit and me were sure that Rahul has become a responsible son of ours.In Bangalore Rahul introduced me to his friends as his mother and they all respect me well. Amit and me know that our son would love and take care of us. We named rahul’s younger brother as “krishna” and we. She yawned and grabbed her teddy a little tighter. Then, it hit her like a bag of rocks all the feeling and memories of what transpired earlier. She spun around to find to her surprise that the bed was dry and unsoiled. This was strange because she distinctly remembered wetting the bed. Her worry soon passed as it was replaced with a wave of nausea. Falling back on the bed Tess was overcome with what had transpired. She had felt better then she had ever felt before and she wondered what made.