A pain ran through me. I realized I had made a huge mistake. Not only did they have my pants, they had the keys to my car. How could I have made that ...istake. Walt simply laughed from the other side and told me, "don't worry our buddies aren't nearly as big as us." I did sigh from relief upon hearing this, but I was still ready to get out of there. I wasn't gay, this wouldn't change me. I just needed to get home, shower and clean this out of my head. I then heard the two doors shut and quickly. I got up and headed for the door, trying to avoid the lights and terrified one of the waitresses would see me with soggy wet cum all over the front of my trousers. I even thought they might be on the lookout for this sort of thing - a perv managing to creep into the club unnoticed to ogle the girls and cum in his pants watching them, and they'd have a big bouncer to chuck him out and beat him up. I couldn't even get the bus of course, and made the long walk back to my room. Sadly go-go in pubs. I remembered every detail, and they flashed before me repeatedly.It was finally morning so I can go to work and forget about my son and me. But I dreamt the whole time hoping the week would go by sooner so I can be with my son again. I was turning into a very naughty mother who preys on her own son for sexual pleasure. However, I knew I can’t get intimate with my own son. I had to be strong and keep it just strictly sex, and that I was only having sex with my son for the sake of his health and. “You see all the happy people living as they choose here? Do you think we could build a sustainable business model that involves ripping off people? I am trying to help you. We cannot allow the house to remain with you because as a private membership club, we reserve the right to vet anyone who lives here. We’ve had people come and discover that this lifestyle is not for them and I don’t blame you. I raised my kids here, and they love it. My son is my next-door neighbor!” he said.My Dad.