This was a time when they had nice seats that were more like lazy boys where you could almost fall asleep. A sense of sexual energy filled the air. On... of the best times was many years ago; this was a separate time but same location. The theater had different layout where you walked straight back as soon as door opened. both seating areas had plastic chairs; one theater showed mostly straight porn the back room had gay porn. So the group was divided some nights both couples if any in first. Praise the lord!Behaviorism: Shit is conditioned to happen.Born Again-ism: Shit Happens, but I am saved.Buddhism 1: If shit happens, it is not really shit.Buddhism 2: If shit happens, it isn’t really happening TO anyone.Buddhism 3: Shit will happen again to you next time.Buddhism 4: What is the sound of one shit happening?Buddhism 5: Shit will happen to you again.Buddhism 6: Only he who totally gives up the desire for shit will have salvation.Calvinism 1: Shit happens because you don’t work. Her tiny skirt swishing in time to the music gave a hint of what was underneath. As she moved Sarah undid the buttons on the tiny jacket she was wearing. Underneath she revealed the corset, which she had danced in earlier, and the eyes of her customers shone with lust. Leaning forward she caressed her breasts feeling the creamy mounds under her fingertips. Before sliding a hand over her stomach.Shaun sat mesmerised as the dancer moved sexily over his friend’s crotch. Her hips and body flowed. He had a choice, drink from her or die. At the time, he was still inside her and pinned under her hips with little strength left. It hadn't really mattered very much until he had met Sal, but now he wanted to be like any other man with a normal relationship and a life."... As a matter of fact, that is exactly what I am; A werewolf. I have never told anyone before Sal and if you want me to leave, well, I will understand and never come anywhere near you again." You're serious aren't you... ?" She.