I gave up and just nodded.I started to cry a little. I dont know why. Mum leant across and hugged me. I felt her warmth.Angie: Oh bless you angel...it... hard coming out. Dont let it upset you.Mum led me off into the kitchen. I was able to dry my eyes, grab another coffee and just chat to mum.Angie and Stu chatted.Angie: Hey what about that. Wouldnt have put him down as gay.Stu gulped down some tablets and looked across at her.Stu: Well you know how mark gained that fascination. Banged rough and. I can't even remember most of the dancers' names now but Linda's will stick in my mind forever. When she came around the first time that night, giving me a lap dance and teasing me with her sexy body and her hot blatant sexuality, she left me with a huge horny erection in my pants. Linda was wearing nothing but a white busier or "merry widow" that held her sexy large breasts in the built-in bra part at the top and which covered her pussy but with a snap crotch that I knew from past experience. Suddenly, as she was feeling up her old one-time stand Asia, while being felt up by someone else, she heard her sister?s voice come over the speakers.?YO, EVERYBODY! CLEAR THE FLOOR! THE FESTIVITIES ARE ABOUT TO BEGIN!?As the crowd of about twenty or thirty or so found their way to the side, taking their seats around the dance floor, she felt a couple of hands squeeze her breasts roughly. ?Come on, my dear sis,? Marilyn heard Shari whisper in her ear. ?I got a seat of honor for you.? . .. 65 for the next three and 55 to the bottom. You know the house is haunted ... if you believe in that rot.”“Ooo ... now I’m fascinated ... tell me more.”A long convoluted and contradictory ‘Local’ story about young girls and drownings and lights and ghosts ... people AND boats. Disappearing bridges, Greeks and their wives ... and the Antler and Wendy ... Wendy ... Wendy.“Wait ... how many Wendy’s are there?”“Besides the one that’s going to pick you up at Rockcliffe airport? Maybe an even.