"We went in the house and into the den. Helen and Patti sat on the couch and Jill and I found two over stuffed chairs.Helen started, "We have a privat... little club that we thought that you might be interested in trying. You do remember what you and Jill talked about at the last barbeque, don't you?"I just nodded, yes."Patti and I have been lovers for over a year. And, when Jill joined the monthly party group a few months back, she came on to Patti. Patti and I had a talk about it, and decided. When she returned a few seconds later, she was holding something which Olga had heard rumors of, but had never seen before. Now a common enough sight, it was a new version of the strap-on dildo, with the out-thrust rod made from a dark firm rubber like that used in making bicycle tires and a nice small dildo on the inside. Such devices were still rare, and about three years’ earlier it had taken Vera quite some time to secure a discrete introduction to a specialist shop who would sell her. ’And of course, now that she’d put her being on top of him in my gourd I was struck as well. I had not seen her ride him. The thought was incredibly exciting.“Just don’t throw her thru the damn window!”No, I didn’t say that, but the window was foreboding from the porch level.Mrs. Gentile was everything Girl had claimed she’d be. Rebecca Gentile, “Miss Rebecca” to the neighborhood she lived in, ‘Mama’ to Tommy, Girl, and me.“Cully-boy, now you call me ‘mama’ please.”And it felt right, felt. Miss Jones came around and mentioned that hewasn't dressed, as smartly today as yesterday, no my trousers arestill wet, he answered, and I don't have another suit. She smiled,and said yes you do, it was the dry one I was referring to anyway,and why don't you have anything on your feet. Peter asked where hehad to take his mothers order, trying to change the subject. I'lltake it for you, answered Miss Jones, but you still haven't answered.I don't have any others, he answered. You have the ones we.