The problem was neither of us fancied advertising for partners and walking in to a sex club didn't really appeal either. We had a great sex life anywa... and I suppose neither of us really worried too much but in the back of our minds it bubbled away.A new game developed where we would speculate which of our friends and associates 'might be up for it'!It was the thought of 'getting it wrong' and propositioning the wrong people that held us back. Imagine reading the situation wrong and blowing. I was shocked on how Tyler’s prediction all came so true. My brain was racing in imagining what he’ll be doing the next couple of hours. I even wished that Tammy didn’t breakup with her boyfriend so soon so I could continue talking to Tyler and get some ideas. I found myself talking to myself: - I can’t remember any of my past birthdays I was this much excited.- He’ll send me the recording!- Will he?- I’ll ask for it! He trusts me. He enjoys sharing with me his escapades. We are best friends.-. The man doing the talking looked down at the pad in his hand and then asked, "Would those who've volunteered for service with the Confederacy make themselves known and could the rest of you have your ID cards to hand."The second man, who was as impressive physically as the first, moved over to the door and took a look out at the deserted desert highway. Nothing seemed to be moving out there.Two men and one woman held up their hands and started making their way towards the speaker. Behind them. I mean, really, if he’d said 'Look, we live in different cities and go to different schools—what do you say we see other people?'4, I’d have respected that. I don’t know if I would have agreed, but at least that would have been honest. As it was, I suddenly discover he’s been fucking this blonde for months, all the while pretending we were still exclusive.” “How did you find out?” She snorted in disgust. “That’s the other thing. An anonymous email, which I later discovered was sent by another.