This will warm them up, she said to herself, as she carried the drinks into the den area, where the Carr's were standing, talking to two other couples...The Dayton welcome wagon had become a permanent club for the members. During the last year, a sub group that had become swingers, had one by one brought the rest of the members into the swinger scene.Their ages ran from twenty-eight to forty. They soon learned that Tony and Sally were only twenty-five.As the music started, Frank said to Bill. I was sweating, and I felt wet all over. My panties werenaturally soaked, but I hoped it was because of the sweat and not becausethis dream actually succeeded in arousing me. But I knew that today wouldbe an especially bad day at work.***I had no more nightmares like that for the rest of the week. Still Idreamt a lot, and some of the dreams made me feel quite feminine, but Ican't remember any specific details. None of them were as clear as thatdream I had about my father. I tried to remember. Any better ?”, asked Joanne“Oh God yes….Oh God….move it up and down slowly..don’t go left or right”, commented Bess, her mouth wide open and her eyes noticing the mirror on the ceiling.“Oh fuck…got it…knob on knob”, breathed Joanne“Go for it girls….FUCK”, cried Anna and AshleyJoanne began to hump faster and moving her hips along Bess’s body. Both women were concentrating so much that it made them stiff. “Relax…girls”, pleaded Ashley, “Don’t force it”. Joanne moved up and kissed Bess, still. “Janu!” Yes, I called her by her short name to be precise. She turned towards me in shock. There was shock written all over her face. I usually call her ka (short form for ‘Akka’ sister in my native language). But I tried to act casually.She responded with a “tell me da.” I asked her can we at least be friends. She started laughing and said we were already friends. The booze gave me the boost I needed to get over the fear or nervousness between us. And since she was laughing, I was sure that.