Are they all like this one?”“Pretty much. The author creates variations on the theme, locations, and social status of the characters.”“They ar... quite the turn-on.”I squeezed Ed’s cock a little tighter, “I can tell they turn you on by what I am holding in my hand.”“Do these books turn you on, Pat?”“Yes, of course, they do. That’s what well-written erotica is supposed to do.”Ed kissed me then asked, “Does thinking about doing it with young boys turn you on, Pat?”I felt slightly uncomfortable with. " She's at the door when I get there and we head straight for the "trysting" room with little fanfare. She locks the door and we stand in the semi darkness."So how does this work?" She looks at me furtively. I love her eyes, my heart is thumping already."I do whatever you want me to do." Really?" She chuckles nervously."Ya." I swallow a lump. My voice sounds funny. "Anything you ask, I'll do... willingly. We can make out if you want or I'll just go down on you or we can just wam bam thanks get. Hehappily came around from behind the counter and walked with us."It's my husband's birthday and we're just filling every wish he couldask for." Does he like butt plugs or are they for you?" Oh, no. They're for him but you can ask him. Tell the helpful man," mywife pointed to me.I guess he didn't know I was her husband. But, I just spoke up. "I thinkthe large one is just too big," I said. "But, my wife insisted onlearning how to adjust."The clerk's eyes opened wide. He was surprised at my girly. Tom called and asked me if I wanted to go out for supper as Barbara wasputting on her clothes to leave. He told me to be ready to go in an hourand a half. Barbara left to make plans for the planned swap while I gotinto a hot bubble bath. I thought about how it wasn't right to forceRoger to swap bodies with Barbara by trickery. But, then, I rememberedthat he had for all practical purposes, raped Barbara in the ass. I feltthat we were justified in what we were doing.When Tom got home, I was.