All I know is that day when Eddie Morris fucked Mrs. Madison Freemantle on the piano in the ballroom of the country club, her friends just about attac...ed me in a frenzy of lust.They swarmed over me like an army of red ants at a picnic, and before I knew it I was on the hardwood floor with my pants down around my ankles, and several women with expensive haircuts competing to see who could do a better job of sucking me off."Oh, Muffy, stop it, you're no good at this," a blonde in a pink tennis. The grey cotton underwear was rather utilitarian and unremarkable, but not whatshe wore over it. She needed the help of both the attendants to pull on thetaupe colored foundation garment. It was designed to cover her from her thighsto her neck and was very tight. She could still breathe with it on, but onlywith effort. The attendant told her she would get used to that though. What shedoubted she would get used to however was what the foundation garment did toher body. Somehow it pushed and. Emily was driving the last car, struggling to keep her eyes on the road in the midst of the landscape.The red rock mountains lined the narrow valley as the road snaked its way further north. There were scenic overlook parking areas, hiking trailheads, and the ever-present high desert landscape. The road dipped into a ravine and, after a sharp turn, climbed back out until, at the crest of the next hill Emily’s senses were overwhelmed by the majestic grandeur of the Bell Rock formation and Court. He didn't mind & said he didn't mind if i had some fun with a guy or two while he was away.Last night I went out and went to a bar, I was sitting at the bar on my second drink when a couple of black guys who were chatting and looking at me came up to the bar and asked me if i would like a drink. I thought it would be rude not to say yes so i accepted.After about an hour of lots of drinks i was begining to get a bit tipsy, i was flirting really badly with them,& we decided to sit at a table in.