The rush. My wife Debbie asked me , are you cool with this ? I said When in Rome, baby.She walked her little white , slightly reddening skin around ...he pool and entered the tent flap door. I could see various men's ,bare buttocks pulsing outside the tents fabric wall, for some time then convulse and walk away. I thought my wife is in there, and how many others. The strong drinks and sun ,and eroticism of the view, drew me in to a little poolside nap. I awoke at five with my wife back by my. So he just set on the floor and tried to remember what had happen last night.He had passed by the club just about everyday to and from work, yet he had never stopped in. The name seem to fit it, "All Niter's" since the sign in the window said, Opens at Sun-down, Closes at Sun-up.Must be one of those hippy type clubs he figured. He was an up and coming lawyer and he just wouldn't fit in one of those clubs.Today his firm had lost a very big client and because of it he, his boss, and three other. My asshole is sore, like I've been ridden hard, but I broke up with my boyfriend months ago and haven't been laid since. There's also this...slime on my skin, almost like snot, but thicker and slicker. It's on my sheets, too. I take a shower and strip the bed, glad to see that it hasn't seeped through into the mattress. I check the ceiling, but can't find a leak. I make a note to call the landlord if it happens again.The next morning, it's the same thing. I call the landlord and leave a. It's ok when and after she says she's a girl."Wow. "But she's not real and she will never, NEVER be a REAL girl!" Ialmost shouted. "Who's the perfect one?"I didn't know that J had overheard our conversation, but not all of it."J is a better girl than I am. She would be a better mother than me, I'mjust a tomboy. I wish I could help her."J's mother caught me up in a hug to calm the shaking that had come overme. When I had calmed down, she pushed me out to hold me at arm's lengthand looked me in.