Also about how I had arranged for a gangbang for my wife. He introduced himself as Raj in his mails. He told me that he and his wife were also looking...to spice up their sex lives.So he asked if I was ready for a wife swap with them. At first, I was hesitant as he was a complete stranger. I did not even know if he was actually married and what he was saying was true. So I avoided replying to him. But he wrote to me continuously requesting me to at least share my number so that we could talk.. .. That doesn't make any sense, Dad.” I said. “Too late to explain it though!” I shouted – relieved. “We're already here!”SoHo is one of those restaurant where they fit as many people as they can at one table – in our case, we were sitting with another family of three. Two parents, middle aged, and a gorgeous son who looked to be about me and Tom's age. He had short wavy brown, green eyes, and he was skinny but had a definite amount of muscle. He looked sort of like Nathan Kress. We both eyed. It isn't all that expensive." Yeah, I know, but Jenny needs braces so I have to watch my pennies."The litany was always the same: "I can't really afford a bigger house right now, but I need more room for the kids." "I would really like to have it, but I need to put money aside for little Billy's college fund." "I was going to, but my wife wants Nancy to have dance lessons and piano lessons so I guess I'll have to wait a little longer."Next comes the time issue. The husband works longer hours to. Then I headed out of the station in search of a coffee shop. As I walked, I spotted a video store across the street. A neon sign blinked in big, red letters, "Adult Video Booths."I thought, "Why the hell not?" So I crossed the street, went in and glanced around. Besides the racks of porno videos, books, magazines, vibrators, sex toys, inflatable dolls and sundry notions and lotions, there was a row of video booths in the back. There were several men loitering around, trying to look anonymous by.