She told me it was a Valentine's Day gala and it was a couples affair. She did say it was five hundred dollars a couple.Now I liked Lesley a lot but t...at was a pretty expensive night out. She promised me the night of my life. It was unlike any other party most people go to. When I asked her what was so different she told me."Joe, it's kind of a swingers' thing. They have rooms for just about anything anyone wants. There will be over five hundred people there, maybe even more. I went last year. An omen? He realised that his fragile confidence index that had been bouncing from very low to high and back again, had now returned into the positive sector. ‘Some people rest them on their cards, others stroke them when they need some luck,’ the man explained. ‘This particular one,’ he added, nodding down at the crystal in Daniel’s large hand, ‘Needs stroking. Believe me, it’ll bring you strength and perseverance and luck.’ ‘Thank you so much,’ Daniel said again, with a genuine warmth in his. She decided she was going to do it, suddenly she knew she was getting wet between her legs, and letting this dirty old man watch her, excited her, and the cash would give her options to shop.She screwed-up her nose, Audrey Hepburn style, 'I think it would look cute in the car', she said with an honest conviction, 'you might attract the ladies if they saw it', she said and started laughing, they both did, for different reasons, but they were both comfortable with the idea.'Where is your. Susan, in particular, bloomed ahead of the others. Her blonde hair took on the appearance of spun gold, hanging in soft ringlets over her shoulders. Hands twitched with a desire to caress it as she passed. Her breasts grew to the size and shape of small melons, the pink areolae a small hand's width across and the nipples even when not aroused, standing proudly like small thumbs. Nobody who saw them in their naked glory could resist suckling on them. They almost rivalled Sister Moriah's and.