But I didn't dare say anything: it wasn't every day that I felt objectified. I figured I might make an exception just this once. (Okay, I will admit... I kind of liked it!)"Okay, well, my dad left us a long time ago. I was only two, so I barely remember him, but my mom took it really hard. He left us with nothing and he never looked back. Mom had to scramble to make ends meet. She took two jobs to pay our bills, and she never forgave him. She also never trusted another man again, and so. Do they really need to... , “ She was looking at me expectantly.I couldn’t see if she was blushing but I did. “Oh, I see, you mean ... will they still, uh, search you if you’re ... not big,” I finished awkwardly.“Yes, yes. That’s it,” Mrs. Yamato said.I could see now that she was blushing, or at least, I sensed she was embarrassed.“Yes, they will. They have to, it’s part of the procedure.”“Oh,” she looked quite disappointed. “Even if...” her voice trailed off.“It should be quick,” I said, then. I thought it was hot having another person watching us, directing us, and well, wanting to fuck me. It’s always nice to know that you’re attractive to the opposite sex even when you’ve been married for fifteen years like we had been. This late summer evening was our treat to ourselves. We dropped the kids off at their grandparents’ house and Adam and I made our way to our first swinger party. We had befriended the couple hosting and although we had all chatted the sexual attraction just wasn’t. She poured more liquid on the rag and continued to wipe where I had been shaved.?Ms. Deb? I asked. ?Yes Hun...? She replied ?What did to put on that rag, it burned a little?? I asked?Did you enjoy it.?? She wanted to know.?Yes it was a different fun feeling? I think the excitement carried in my voice?Well good? It was just plain rubbing alcohol. Just to keep everything infection free.? She then asked if I had ever heard of CBT???No? I said ?what is it?She laughed and said ?you’re going to.