All this eroticism was nice, but almost too kinky for me. I thought I had passed some personal limits before, but now, who knows.As soon as we entered...the big atrium to eat in the outdoor breakfast area, I knew some limits were still to be stretched. Ted and Maxine were sitting with the twins. They said that Donny and Henry were getting another forty winks since they had been awakened earlier and worn out by the twins.When I got my plate, Bobby was sitting with a space between her and her. She could feel Jim’s cum beginning to leak from her well-fucked pussy and Jim’s eyes as they drank in the beauty of her dancer’s body. Jim loved Nancy’s small tight frame, her pale skin, entrancing green eyes, fiery red hair. Her small hard tits had the most responsive of nipples and Jim loved to see the pleasure-pain on her face when he gnawed and nibbled on them, the flush of scarlet across her chest as her body responded to his ministrations. Her ass was small, two incredibly firm white. My narcissistic self-admiration was broken by the sound of my phone ringing. Looking at the caller-id, I saw that it was Frank. Picking up the phone I just told him that I would be at the club in fifteen minutes. Putting the phone down, I put on a fresh shirt with a sigh, reminding myself to ask Frank about his clothes changing trick. Picking up my phone, I went towards the window of my room and jumped off its ledge with a nonchalance that the me of yesterday would have great trouble. Ken programmed the car GPS with Christy's address – he had only checked it three times to make sure he knew it, and the best way to get there. Driving across the bridge, he saw the Renaissance hotel, the destination for the night. For years had had driven past the building, and wondered what was behind the huge picture window, two floors from the top of the building. Now he knew; a large ballroom and restaurant, where there was a fancy dinner / dance every Saturday night.One of the other guys.