Most booths were open, though, the guys seemed to just hang around the entrance checking out new arrivals. It took all my liquid courageto brush pas... all these guys, but I managed to make it to a middle booth, closeand lock the door. The narrow booth had the heady aroma of sex and cum andpoppers all at the same time. It brought out a lusty feeling in me.Someone stepped into the booth to my right as I slipped in several quarters. Iopened up the poppers and took a big hit as a really bad. No biggie.”“What? But you have already rented your tux? I have dinner planned for you and your friends?”“I just decided I don’t want to go. She has already found another date. No big deal.” Grayson can't bear to tell his dad what Sharon said about him.“Son, I always play it straight with you. I don’t think that was right dumping her a week before Senior Prom. What happened?”“I hear you, Dad. But, I don’t want to talk about it. Okay?”“Okay, son. I will see you at home,” his dad says, thinking. I handed one to each bloke and said “Sue would like each of you to finger her holes like I just did. Go careful, be gentle and you never know we may do this again. Don’t draw attention though. OK?”“Oh fuck, yes!” said guy two, pulling on the gloves. Then he advanced on Sue’s nether regions. I stopped him and squirted some lube on his glove and he slowly slipped gloved fingers first into her vagina, and then, tentatively, put a finger in her arse-hole. “Oh god this is fantastic, my wife would. We had been a team, laughing, playing, planning . . . Yes, the planning, which brought us to this moment. Could we not have seen how our lives would change, leading us here? Could we not have stopped events before they . . . No, it was inevitable. We made our choice, the decision was made, now there is no going back. There are only minutes remaining, so let me tell you my story. Perhaps you need to hear this tale before my fate is thrust upon me. ********** ‘Do you know what day this is, Mike?’.