All drinks are, of course, on the house." When Anita went over and gave her coat to Sebastian and ordered a drink from Simon she saw that both were we...ring nothing but the most miniscule of g-strings. What the pouches of the g-strings held, however, was anything but miniscule. As she sat at the bar with her drink, various members of the club came up and introduced themselves. They were all very pleasant and respectably dressed. Some were as young as twenty, some as old as sixty. Some were. The one who cums the fastest gets a point and the one who cums the most gets a point. I looked at my wife and said we can win this. Stacy picked up two cups and gave one to Carla. Carla and I will get under the counter at the front but you have to wait until customers come up before you approach us. Stacy said one more thing Carla is giving a blow job to Jack and I am giving one to Carlas husband. In my head I said shit there is no way I can cum faster then Jack now because my wife gives a. ” “There’s a dinky little convenience store on my side of the hotel. I was thinking maybe we could get some beer.” “You drink beer?” “Well, not yet,” I admitted. “You may can imagine that my grandmother was pretty strict in that regard. And Gregg doesn't drink anything stronger than coffee, but what did I say about acting outside what is generally considered the norm for you?" Ray laughed. “Not. He told me he figured as much. The story of my flight from the shower room had made the rounds already. I was evidently straight, open-minded, and scared shitless of women seeing me naked. I nodded my head. Over lunch I decided to be blunt. “Brett, what’s it like to be gay?” He asked me what it’s like to be straight, and I didn’t have an answer. “Well, it’s what I am.” “Same thing here,” Brett said.” It’s what I am.” Hmmm, what do I say now? Brett told me he had pretty much always known he was.