Hislogic was so baffling at times that it defied argument. Then again, itwas easy being Casey. He had everything going for him that Simon didnot. He w...s tall with a sort of athletic look about him and had a thickmane of dark scraggly hair. Most of all, he was confident. Confidencewas the one thing that Simon lacked above all else. He might have been alittle frail, but there were other men that could take what he had andget a lot more out of it than he did. There was no Napoleon complexhere.. But where is the best place to meet. She could not think of a single safe place. In fact the more she thought about it the more she kept coming back to the fact that what he may want to do to her would be safest inside her own home. After all Ted would be gone at seven thirty am and not back till nearly four pm. Her neighbours were always out at work during the day and she hardly ever went far from home. So if she was seen in town with out Ted it would seem strange to anyone who knew her.Where. .although i still struggled. I felt so hot. So right.I had been chatting with other CDs and men on both here and a swingers site. It turned me on SO much. I felt naughty. One night, feeling extra confident....and with a little Dutch courage, i decided to take up one of many invitations to meet a man locally. We had been chatting for a while and he had told me how much my pictures turned him on. I felt hot. I decided to meet in a public place. He suggested a small country pub close to him. At. I loveboth of you two, now just be good to each other. Good night" Marycompleted here little speech and headed off to bed. Jenny and I justheld each other for the rest of the night, first on the couch and thenback in our room. The words of Mary stuck with both us as we drifted offto sleep.The following morning was quiet and relaxing, just as we had hoped. Thetrip had turned out to be one that would always hold a special place inboth my and Jenny's hearts. We hung around for the morning and.