They went through the normal formalities and Yves invited them through. His one concession to the previous week was when he told Anne, quietly, "Miss ...ottomley and Mr. Orbison are here already." He said no more, merely gesturing them on.Stan let Anne go in front of him through the doorway into the hall, and they both looked to see who was there. Stan quickly located Tom and Denise, to their left, and was a little surprised to see Denise catch his eye and nod slightly. Tom merely gave him one of. Her image rose unbidden to my mind’s eye. An intelligent and attractive woman, she was about 5’6” or so with a slim build, shoulder length dark blonde hair, and pretty eyes that always seemed to smile out at me from behind her glasses. We attended several meetings together on a regular basis, and I always seemed to be thinking of her and stealing quick looks and glances at her. A couple of times I thought I caught her looking back, but it was likely wishful thinking. Besides, we were married. I didn't get a whole lot done. I just sat in my office, stared out the window and pondered on the worth of a twenty-five year marriage. I'd always thought it a worthwhile thing, but I guessed that it must have been pretty much one sided because Paige sure hadn't valued it. I thought about what she had told me, especially about being a slut for a big penis (funny thing about Paige - she never used the words 'cock' or dick'). I'd never known that about her. Mine isn't all that huge, but given. They both agreed thatspin the bottle sounded like fun. I laid out the rules, since there were only three of us, one wouldspin the bottle then whoever it pointed to got to tell one of the other two what they had to do. Sinceit was strip spin the bottle the person being told what to do had to remove another persons articleof clothes & to do it in a way that would be hard to do ( like use only one hand, behind your back,using feet, teeth, etc.) anything to make it fun & hard to do.Lucky me I got.