..and believe it or not...you might have something like that in your area with no clue it exists!Alternative PartiesWhat I’ve just described are sev...ral types of on-premise swing clubs that were commercially run. The variations to that style can be almost limitless. I’ve seen many types that use hotels for their parties where guests pay to get into the ballroom dance floor. If they connect with another couple and want to play, both couples go off to their hotel rooms. Or it can be a group. "How is this even possible that he owes you 60,000 dollars?" Charles sighed a heavy sigh. He waved his two friends out of my living room. I saw the flash of gold glinting off his watch."Look baby, he doesn't owe me. He owes Mr. Montoya. I am simply here to collect. Your husband ran up a substantial bill and offered to bring some coke into the country to make up for it. He fucked up the transport and cost Mr. Montoya 50, 000. Add that to the ten your husband owed." What's gonna happen if we. Going to -’ Isabelle felt her breath quicken. She leant on the desk, steadying herself on her hand. Oh God, she couldn’t...think...thoughts all warm and fuzzy.‘I mean, you ignored my entire existence up until yesterday, and then suddenly whenever I talk, you seem to go air headed, doll-eyed, submissive...why is that?’Isabelle’s head was pounding. Darius was right. She couldn’t control herself. But it felt so good.‘Darius, I don’t know...what to say...what’s...wrong with me?’‘I’m not sure Issy.. And with that Paul left the room and came back and threw a pair of his underwear at me. Their clean. Sorry I dont wear boxers. Im cool. I dont need to wear any to go home. Yea man, what if you get in an accident. My parents always told me to make sure I had clean underwear on. So there. I put his briefs on and we both got our jeans and sandals on and sat for a minute making small talk before I said it was time to go. I told him if he wanted to hang out call. He told me the same thing and I.