What is the show?" It's performance art ... otherwise known as a sex show ... I hear it's hot and lots better than watching porn!" Jeff's relief was h...ge! Now they could enjoy everything they had talked about, in a beautiful setting with these people who thought like they did.Well, not all of them. The athletic looking woman and her husband looked like an argument was brewing. She was standing by the table and he looked disappointed. In another minute, she walked away and he got up and followed. “What do you mean, Emily?”“I mean, since John was lying about being married, he can hardly not accept us into the club without risking his reputation. You can’t bear the thought of touching Serena the way you touch me. But she also likes to dominate women,” Emmy explained.“You’re confusing me, you little whore,” Serena said glibly. “What exactly are you suggesting?”“I’m suggesting that John admit Alexander and me as members, and things continue on as they have been with one minor change,” she. ” she hesitated uncertain how to put it.I came to her rescue. “What Rachel wants to say is that Gary’s sexual demands got rather out of line. He actually wanted Rachel to sleep with another man to excite him.”“What!“ exclaimed her father, “You mean–?”“Yes,” I said with an air of disgust. “He wanted to be cuckolded – experience jealousy, uncertainty – some such rubbish.”Crystal looked shocked.“Yes,” I said to her. “He’s twisted.”I drew a breath and looked at Rachel, who looked gratefully at me. I have the time if you don’t live, like, twenty miles in the other direction from Sally and along a road with twenty-five mile an hour speed limit,” I told her.Might as well tell her what I know about her from just being there a few seconds, so I told her, “You’re wearing your sister’s bra because it lets everyone see your tits if you are leaning just the tiniest bit forward. Before you come back here again, go to Ball-Fart first. You seriously need to get some of their odor-reducing,.