I married her 43 years ago when she was 19 and been blissfully happy ever since. In our late twenties through to mid thirties we were into the swingin... scene. Not parties or orgies or stuff like that. Just threesomes and foursomes with couples, single males and females or two males. This was well before internet arrived. Contacts were made through ads in a swingers’ magazine. Letters and photos were sent by snail mail with phone numbers to call if interested.Will never forget the first one.. The wife hosts her latest suitor in the marital bed during the day. She loathes her husband, her life. John David is the perfect student getting straight ‘A’s’. He is so eager to leave home that he graduates from high school at 16 and earns a scholarship to his folks’ alma mater.Imagine a year later the husband is tired of it all. He stammers home in the middle of the day. He sees a FedEx truck parked in the driveway. He hears wild moans coming from upstairs. The wife is in the master bedroom. ’ ‘Sorry I meant it in jest.’ That cursory apology and explanation returned Hugo’s normal coloring. ‘I’ve been told young American women won’t do it without their mom’s approval. You best call your mom to see if she approves.’ ‘That’s information is nonsense, who made that claim?’ ‘A big fat woman immigration officer at the airport.’ Peyton grinned and hurriedly finished removing everything she was wearing. ‘God you are worth fucking,’ Hugo said leering. ‘Well in that case it will cost you a. Not two minutes had gone by when my phone rang again. I couldnt hold in the excitement when I saw the same number on my caller ID. I had to take a deep breath and relax before I could answer. My sultry hello barely out, he blurted, Im probably going out on a limb here, but do you ever date younger guys? Trying to sound nonchalant I answered, As a matter of fact I do. How old are you? I expected to hear twenty-seven or twenty-eight or something. But when he said he was twenty, almost twenty-one.