"Trust me, My Lady, I am no more than I appear. I'll not turn into a troll, unless you want me to?" And she laughed a bright and infectious laugh at t...e looks that fought one another on Erin's face."I suppose I deserve that." said Erin. "What's under the cloth?" Erin leaned forward a bit further in inquiry."I was told to bring something to break your fast, so I had a Pixie whip up a little something for you!" And again the smile and laugh told Erin that she was being teased."I suppose I deserve. Excitement of a sexual nature. She had a good idea of what Jeff would tell her, but needed to actually hear him explain this.Jeff looked down at her hands in his and without looking up, took a deep breath. She could see him struggling with the right words to prevent her from making a mad dash to the nearest exit. With a sigh, he told her."This is a private swingers club. It's members only and nothing is carved in stone - people do as much or as little as they want. There are only so many. "-------------------------------------------As we walked through the casino, I held my husband's arm, swinging my ass with every step. I wanted every man to know that I was Gordon's woman. Every man stared at me as well as all the women. A couple of the women licked their lips and winked at me as we passed. My husband loved it and so did I.Later, we were having a drink in one of the many lounges and listening to the live music. I noticed that Gordon was staring at an attractive brunette at a. She was sexy. She was focused and insane. "And what's that to me?" he rasped savagely, ripping the top part of her stockings into smaller and smaller pieces. "What do I care how much you paid?" Mr Pendrill. I have my work to do, soldiers to interview: jobs to complete. Listen to me! Listen, please. You're not the only one I have to talk to! Please! I don't have any spares."He laughed. How bizarre! How cute! "You don't need any spares," he teased, and he ripped the black nylon down the lower.