GET FUCKED BY SOMEONE TONIGHT, FILM IT AND SEND IT TOO ME.I was stunned, he really wanted me to be fucked by someone else? But how? I was out with my ...ouse mate and no where near a gay club, how could I explain it?A plan formulated in my mind, I hit the internet on my phone and posted an ad on craigslist, I needed a top to fuck me super discreetly at home, downstairs while my housemate sleptJust the thought of it had me nursing a semi in the club....We got home in the early hours, my housemate. Your company had downsized, and as a result you were laid off from your job. Your girlfriend dumped you as soon as you lost your job, stating that she was only with you because you provided her a lavish lifestyle. To rub salt in the wound, she told you that she had been fucking another guy on the side, because he was more dominant in bed and you were too submissive to contend.It costs you most of your savings to break your lease, but you found it to be a sound investment as you could no longer. And then, after some sound exploration, and sharing experiences (and lunch) – plus a chance to check in with K – we began the final exploration. Both K and I chose to work with random people. We were gathered in threes. Each took a turn to ask for whatever they wanted to be sensually alive – and each of the givers agreed (or maybe didn’t) to give what was asked. This time both K and I felt it better to remain with pants – most of the others remained clothed. We both wondered afterwards. A dry dock when needed. Scott kept the channel dry when not inuse to keep out Zebra Muscles. Outside there was a dock that had afishing trawler and an old P.T. Boat tied up. Scott used both forfishing. Nicole loved how Scott turned the old barn into an aircrafthanger. It had two aircraft there. One was an old World War II fighter.The other was a big, long-range helicopter.Nicole asked, "Can you really fly them?"Scott said, "Yes I can. I take you up if you like."Nicole said, "Maybe later. How.