Their eyes met and they embraced in another passionate kiss. Tongues darting between them, they began the hard task of shedding clothes, packs and gea... whilst trying to keep the kiss going. They finally broke away and quickly shed any remaining layers till he was down to just boxers and snow boots and her down to a pair of bright pink lacy French knickers and a matching bra. They both stood in awe, taking in the sight of the others body. She marvelled at his wash board stomach whilst he stared. How many guys? I’ll tell you in a minute, first I have to ask you a question. Would you rather be married to a total slut or a prude? Uh, a total slut I said. Good answer but you better change that to a married dirty girl slut because when I entered the room there were ten naked guys waiting there to fuck my brains out. And that does not include my two new hot friends. Twelve guys, now that is what I call a gangbang I said. Wait! It gets even better she said. Better? How so, I replied. Oh yes,. My eyes completely mesmerized by her barefeet in front of me as I resist the urges to drop to my knees and pounce on them and do every delicious act of foot fetishism that she brought up. I had to even admit that I like the scent of a woman's feet sweat. I did so because she told a story about a roommates bf that had terrible foot odor. I had to let her know that we give off different smells and womens feet sweat smell completely different. And delicious. I cited my girlfriend's feet as an. His name may be Angelo, but he's no angel, mark my words. So watch out.” What Mindy said intrigued me and I wondered by the way he looked at me whether he was interested in me. What did she mean he's dangerous? Why did Renee come in with bruises then quit and move away? Why did he always come in with so many different women around my age or not much older? When I came to his table he'd always say, “Hello Sherry. How are you, tonight?” while looking me up and down, then he'd take his date's hand.