MOST of the time,their making more of themsleves than they are,they got their degrees at their local community colleges,which is all well and good,but...they want you and your wife to think they are "Harvard grads." They want to come across as being "intellectual..." They are usually,ones who actually do have the better jobs,homes,they might have a boat---AND they might have a fine,candy assed Harley,too!!! They almost always think theyre better than everyone else,a lot of swingers cannot keep up. Everything would have been great, except that I was betrayed by three of my own sorority sisters. These three delta girls - Susan, Vicki, and Toni - evidently had the strange idea that having an advanced copy of a test was "unfair" or "cheating." Having files in the sorority of all of the past tests was OK with them, but this was not. So, they told their professors that there were advanced copies of this year's tests being circulated. They even gave them the copies which I had shared with. “Cynthia, let her be…” Dave shouted.I looked at Carol who was in tears, looking at me hopelessly, wanting to know if I had revealed to her parents, her infidelity. A small part of me felt pity for her as she was all by herself.With an angry voice, Cynthia yelled, “The nurse… asked me… asked me if she should hand the reports to your boyfriend… a doctor! Explain this to me. Who is Aaron?”It suddenly dawned upon me that it was Jenivee who had played the role of Hermes. She, in her mischievous. Now all I have to do is tie her legs like before, with her ankles to her upper thighs, and she is riding the wooden horse (as I've seen it called on the internet). I do just that, then take a look at my watch. We've obviously never done this before, so we have no idea how long Anna will be able to endure her ride. We play it by ear, and I'm measuring the time to give us a base line for later.For now, Anna seems a bit uncomfortable, but she is not in any real pain or distress. I image that will.