" I got us another round of shots, and then I ordered two long island ice teas. After the second shot, I was feeling pretty good. I could tell that my...sister was feeling pretty good also. She had a very relaxed and excited look on her face.A reggae song came on and my sister said "lets dance". She took my hand and led me to the main dance floor. We went right into the middle of the crowd. The music was loud and you could feel the bass in your chest. We started dancing normal at first. The dance. Or something like that. “So? Charlie’s not gay! Trust me, he’s not gay!”“It doesn’t matter, sir.” Then he began to explain about Reverend Fred Phelps and the Westboro Baptist Church. Phelps was a uniquely American creation. In any sane society somebody would have either locked this guy up in jail or locked him up in a psycho ward and thrown away the key in either case. He was an old guy, in his mid-seventies, an Eagle Scout, a disbarred lawyer, an abusive husband and father, a Democratic. He is a fine specimen and from the look on my friends faces I could see they were impressed but wanted to see more. “Stand in the middle of the room, Jim. Now girls, Alison, Jen, Kate and I are going to give Jim the cane on his bum for wasting our money on a silly gadget.” I paused and watched his face take in what I’d said. “Jim will receive 12 strokes for buying the pad without asking me and another 12 for spoiling our party.” Alison whispered a suggestion in my ear. “Alison has just. What she was doing was so far beyond any of his fantasies, he had to think hard to know this was not a dream.She had a strong lip lock on him when she raised her right hand, she held a condom in two fingers. He took it from her and stripped open the package. She kissed the end of his hard-on goodbye then stood. He rolled the latex down his cock then she lifted her gown to reveal she wore no panties. She stepped across his legs and while he held it in place, she lowered slowly on him. When.