I brought it up to Ann, and after a long discussion, she said it was the discussion we had with Bob and Bev, especially the part, where Bob was talkin... that we dont have much time to have any flings, or wild times, before we are too old. Our sex life began expanding, and five times a week was not uncommon again, trying new positions, as we talked about our fantasies openly, which she had been very hesitant to do in many years. My fantasies always included other people, but she had always. Red lips, dark red roses, tattoos, flowers, sequins and tie-dye and ribbons and lace and… it was a visual overload swirling past me as I spun and bounced and laughed, sometimes lost in my own head, sometimes seemingly lost in someone else’s, hungry for more as liquid sunshine began coiling through my body like a flower blooming… Names meant nothing here. Reynaldo or Steve or Xuani or Daisy had no place here. Instead there was the guy with the glow in the dark lips, the man with the blue. See you in a while.”As much as it was a pain in the ass, both literally and figuratively, I felt that I had to at least try and look a little more presentable for when Belinda got here with the boys. I did my stiff-legged waddle into the bedroom and rummaged through the drawers until I found my loosest fitting pair of underwear and bra. I slowly and very carefully removed my shorts. Once they were off, I enjoyed a few moments of feeling the air blow across my naked skin. I waddled into the. Mike wondered how he would beable to cope with that and was scared at the prospect, although anotherpart of him was also excited at being completely helpless and at thetotal mercy, or rather the lack of mercy, of a group of men whose soleaim was to take gratification from their victim.Mike was unable to think for long as he was next taken to the beautyparlour where his extravagant evening makeup was applied and his nailsgiven a final coat. The girls at the parlour cooed and giggled over himwhen.