Was my wife under hypnosis when she did those horrible things on stage... kissing another man's asshole and all that?"Roger looked wide-eyed again thi... time at Darlene and then nodded, "yes." She didn't know she was doing any of that? I mean she was unconscious, as it were, so she was totally unaware, right?"Roger shook his head, "yes." Have you had her doing other things than what I saw last night? Has she been the one to suck off a guy or get fucked doggy-style right there on stage?"Roger's. What David didn’t know was Frank- one of the guy’s and I had been shagging off and on for about 18 months before that – like maybe over a dozen times; the other man Brian, had also tried his hand, but his pass was –wrong time - wrong place. Since then as things became more open between me and David, I confessed about Frank, and he said he had scored with Diane (frank’s wife) during that holiday, but I knew it was Sue (Brian’s wife) that he really wanted to bed. But things didn’t really end. My sex life is pretty much the same, most men who know me would call me stuck up because I wouldn't let them anywhere near me.Satisfying myself on regular basis since I was sixteen there really isn't any rush to lose the big v. I haven't met a guy mature enough, interesting enough, or strong enough to form a bond with.And it's gotten to the point I don't even try anymore, because usually the first few sentences spilling forth from their mouths is always sexually charged. I'm not really. The thought stirred in my crotch again. I saw the diver in question talking and laughing with the other crew and sometimes looking back at Lisa. I wasn't sure if the tale he was telling his mates matched hers.The following day, Lisa and I took our daily stroll along the beach, far from the hotel. She wore her that same wonderful bikini again. We found a nice alcove at the back of the beach, about twenty feet from the water's edge.There were other topless women swimming sunning nearby. Lisa had.