I went to the kitchen and cracked two cold ones. By the time I got back, Julie was hard at work, cutting Maddie's clothes away from her squirming body... The improvised gag was muffling her protests nicely, but I could see that Maddie was outraged."Don't be mad at us," I said. "If someone had done this to you twenty years ago, you probably would have turned out a lot nicer that you did. We don't like this. We're doing it to help you, Maddie."That last part was a bit of a lie, I must admit. I was. She loosened up eventually and we learned some things about each other such as the little girl was adopted, which accounted for the total lack of stretch marks and the really nice body. She told me about her marriage and I told her as much as I wanted to about my private life. I didn't want to spook her. All of a sudden she said she had to go and just hung up.To say I had a real bad case of jitters that night would be an understatement. I would start physically shaking, either out of excitement. Hooking out a small shit into the bowl.“Take a look at what you have given me Mary!”Mary now squatted again on the table and the two women peered into the bowl. They both looked up at each other and smiled.”“I think, Mary, this is the beginning of some fun and games for us from now on!”They both laughed.“Like”, said Mary, “when we go around to Peter’s tomorrow night!”“Yes!!!!!”A lot more laughter.Jane and Mary arrived. My sexual appetite, insatiable curiosity and boredom in my relationship with Kimberley Ann started to control my better judgment. I began to agree to casual hook-ups with a few of the more aggressive, dominate personalities. For whatever reason, this personality trait was prominent in the older guys. I personally wasn't aroused by the softer boys who were in touch with their decorating or fashion side. I went with what I knew best from my past bi-sexual experiences. I offered a few of the more.