We had just enough time to shower, apply makeup, and head to the opening ceremonies.I’d been to my share of real estate conventions. This was a symp...sium on urban renewal, but it had the same feeling. We ate the typical rubber chicken that cost $1.25 to buy and prepare and $42.00 to eat. And then it was time. I stood up to give my keynote speech.I looked around at the people I could see beyond the light that nearly blinded me. These were true professionals. Urban planners. Developers. Social. Before I knew it, I was standing on this stranger's doorstep, ringing the bell. The door immediately opened and the George Clooney guy opened the door. He invited me in and offered me a glass of wine. We entered the living room where porn was blasting and his partner sat wearing only a rope. The partner was massive, in more ways the one. He was older, but still had a great body. He had a little gut and looked like he played professional football in the 1970s of something. His cock peeped out of. I was fascinated at her life story, and how she chose her profession. It was clear we were connecting nicely.As we landed, we said our good-byes - sharing common pleasantries. As she was visiting for only about 24 hours or so, and she was traveling alone, I offered her dinner after she'd conducted her business. I really did not expect her to contact me, but call me she did. She asked if the dinner offer still stood. I said "Of Course!" Arrangements were made, and we met at a very fine Italian. But, all three had to share the single bathroom.Bob had quickly figured out from listening to their conversations that his sister and Beth were bisexual. They bar-hopped together on the weekends looking for guys but if they didn’t hook up then they usually went to bed together in Brenda’s bedroom. Judging by the sounds coming from that bedroom, he guessed that they didn’t immediately go right to sleep.Bob had been living with the two women for less than two weeks when the women decided that.