The dining chairs were assembled into two back-to-back rows; the guests undressed and donned a coloured mask reflecting their sexual preferences - bla...k for heterosexuals, white for gay and lesbian, red for bi-sexual.The equally naked waiters and waitresses slowly paraded around the seated guests until the music stopped, then made a dive for their nearest match.They then had 15 minutes to get to know and satisfy their guest before the music restarted and they moved on.Any spare servers topped. .” Both young men finished the sentence simultaneously, “MILF.” They shared a laugh. “She’s got great tits. And that fucking ass in those jeans?” “Bam! I would hit that like a prize-fighter.” “Yeah, but who goes first?” “Flip a coin. Who gives a fuck? I’d take sloppy seconds for a piece of that ass.” Helen stood listening, her breathing heavy and her fingers pressed hard against the denim between her legs. Her fantasies took on a whole new dimension. Could she? Would they? The thought of being. "Mel, you are a beautiful girl both on the outside and inside. I have fallen deeply in love with you." Art I feel the same way about you. You are kind, gentle and very caring and I want you to make love with me." I am deeply honored to share my soul with you but are you absolutely sure you want to take that step?" Yes, I am. I have been talking with Kim, Dora and Cathy and they all said how wonderfully you treated them. I have dreamed about it for months and am totally convinced that the time. Simpson pulled out into traffic immediately."Man did you ever poke a stick in a hornet's nest," said Simpson."You investigating me now?" asked Bob."No, IA is taking care of that. You're on an occasional watch list. They aren't on you full time, but they're interested in your comings and goings." Why?" asked Bob.Simpson looked at him with a look of disbelief. "Well duh," he said."So what do you want?" asked Bob."Why didn't you tell me about her when I told you the guy was her rapist?" Would it.