”She wandered off, subdued, leaving me to try to concentrate on my own work. While I might have sounded resigned, phlegmatic and unworried, I felt a...ything but. I could see a real prospect of history repeating itself in some way and it depressed me.Zena made no further comment on the way home, which if anything made things worse. She could have said there was little likelihood of Connie drifting away or finding someone else, but she didn’t, and so I was feeling depressed and pessimistic by the. Once inside the club, it was clear that a lot of other gay or bisexual people were there, probably having also been turned away from the other venue. Katie suggested that we split up for an hour and see how things went; I agreed and we arranged to meet again later on. As I walked around the club, checking out the talent, male & female, I saw that Katie was already with a stunning blonde; they were on a sofa in a chill out room, snogging and groping at each other. Our plan was that whoever got. This wasn't ancient times, though, and I didn't even really believe what was going on. Last night's blowjob was amazing. I didn't know dirty sex could be so good and passionate. Now, when I say dirty, I'm not talking fetish stuff. Urine, feces, feet, and a nameless amount of other activities ranging from mildly unappealing to outright disgusting were not my cup of tea. Then again, tea wasn't my cup of tea. This was more than I was used to, certainly. Sex so far had been a hushed affair. The. ‘And that explains something’ she continued ‘I couldn’t get rid of Bob our next door neighbour this morning when he brought a parcel round that had been left by the postman. I just had this on and my mules that I wear around the house and as much as I tried to make my excuses he kept talking to me and I couldn’t be rude. We must have been chatting for about 15 mins as I stood at the door. He’ll have seen everything!’ ‘I wasn’t even wearing a panties or a bra’. ‘What kind of slut will he think I.