Roper with a Hitler mustache stood in the center of the room, the kids on a circular riser behind him.“I have a pass from the office.”“Of course...you do ... You missed warmup. But I’m sure you are prepared, perhaps you’d like to go first.“Umnnn”“You are prepared, Broomer?”“Umnnn”“Are you prepared for auditions, do you have your music, or will you be singing a cappella?” Auditions. Perfect.“If I fail them am I kicked out.” The class let out a nervous laugh.“This isn’t Nazi Germany Broomer, it’s. What were those stories aboutHubby: Seducing or being forced upon or having kinky sex.. homosexualMe: Whats that kinky sex? Homosexual are you talking really..do people do thatHubby: Kinky is like doing crazy stuff like pissing on others and drinking them, anal sex, BDSM, blindfold and sex toys. Homosexual is boy with boy and girl on girl.Me: Oh my god sex is such a vast subject. Do you like homosexual also? Have you fantasize that also? How do they get in any way?Hubby: There are many things. So coming to my story. I had recently attended the DJ snake concert where I went stoned with my college friends. Then I was lost in the crowd alone and totally high. I did not know what to do. I tried finding my friends and tried and tried. I was really pissed at myself.So I just mixed in the crowd and let the music flow through me. I was so high that I was touching other girls boobs, rubbing my dick on other girls. I knew that it was wrong. But I couldn’t resist the gorgeous girls with short. My place in the world. On my knees, tears on my face from a severe paddling from a woman. My face between the thighs or the buttocks of my goddess.After the pledging period, this girl became a steady thing and we enjoyed the relationship until graduation, when she moved back home to nowhere, Arizona and I back home to Indianapolis.And, from that day forward, I never found another woman to take her place. Sure, I found a woman from time to time that was willing to spank me. Never hard enough..