"See Jen, Bob thinks he is so fucking smart he doesn't need to listen to anyone. You know that the DEA can trace his cell phone, even if he doesn't us... it. What do you bet that it still has the battery inside."Jen shook her head as she said, "Bob you are so fucking suicidal." Jen you are my best friend, but even more important you know too much about me. You have to come with me, You do not have an option." I said."But Bob is my husband and I love him." Jen said."I know, but you have to come. I ordered her to stand still while I cuffed her wrists with padded handcuffs. She played along, probably wondering what my next move would be. I ordered her to not say a word, and then blindfolded her. I walked her to my car, opened one of the back seat doors and guided her into the back seat. I demanded that she lay down so no one would see a blindfolded woman in a tiny bikini sitting in the back of my car. I got into the driver's side, cranked the car and backed it out of the driveway. Days. .well I am a closet bisexual..i don't let on that I like cock..neways I hear this one message of a man curious to try another male..i left a message with my number to call..and waited..i didn't hear til 2 days later.. he had a pleasant voice and asked if I wanted to meet in public before planning the evening..i said sure and we finished our phone conversation..i was excited and didn't know what he looked like let alone it being a black guy. so I showered and go ready to meet him... my roomrates. When thedancers started going for my belt, I started to panicbecause I don’t wear underwear and besides I keep mycock shaved and not all guys would understand why Iwould want to do that. Still, I didn’t want to looklike too up-tight so I gave up the fight and let thegirls take my pants off. So there I was, sitting naked on stage in frontof my friends surrounded by naked and nearly nakeddancers on my 40th birthday, not a bad way to celebrate! “Now gentlemen, time for the.