Attendance was usually somewhere around 10 - 15 people, both male and female. We finished about 9.30pm and some of us would shower there before going ...ome. Only two of us showered every week though. Me because I had quite a way to go and didn't like being sweaty in the car and Jayne because she lived in a bed-sit where she would have to pay to get the hot water to shower.Not a lot to tell a story about until one week last year. I was just starting to get undressed when I heard Jayne call me. At the 2nd bar we stopped at, we ran into a couple of guys we went to high school with. We kicked back, reminisced, and had a great time. Both guys are starting to get more comfortable and start hitting on us slightly. One tells me about how he had the hots for me since 9th grade, which i found both amusing and flattering. He compliments me on the purple spaghetti string and abercrombie jean shorts im wearing. Im almost getting aroused by the comments. After all the bars began shutting down, we. I got pissy. I told him that I was tired of doing it like that. I said it just wasn't going to happen for either of us once we got going so long. I said we already had all the kids we wanted, and there was nothing in for me doing it that. I told him it was pointless and boring."I told him I just didn't want to be bothered doing it that way anymore. I told him he had never gotten me off that way, ever. So I wanted him to stop doing it."The studio was quiet.Teresa didn't like the dead air, and. But I wouldn’t try to break that news anytime soon. You’ll just have to play it by ear hon.” He nodded. “I have to warn you though, as she gets to know your intentions uh...” She paused, uneasy about how her naïve husband would take what she was going to say. “Stacy is going to come on to you sexually.”He remembered the times when Stacy was growing up, when she put her head in his lap and purposely rubbed her cheek on his cock. Each time it happened he pushed her away and scolded her. Each time.