If that means after every day or night, once she's finished doing your dirty work, she comes back here, then so be it."Dan could hear the anger in her...voice. There was one thing he knew about Bern and that was when her mind was set, then it was set, and nothing or nobody would change it. It didn't matter how much he protested, he knew it wouldn't make a difference. In his mind, he understood that she was right. He had brought Bridget into this without even an iota of thought for her."Okay Bern. I'm sorry this is happening to you. You deserve better." Better than me, anyway, he thought sourly."Matthew ... that's so not you," she said, laughing. "Anyway, I'm going to bed. I'll talk to you in the morning, okay?" Love you," Matthew said."Not my Matthew, either," she said, laughing again. It was good to hear her laugh, Matthew thought. Given the circumstances. "And Matthew ... stay out of my underwear drawer."It was 10:10 pm. He was home free. The condo was his all night long and it was. He then wiped it into the letter he knew was a ‘G’, his fingers tingled when he did. He squeezed out a new drop and wiped it into the ‘O’ and then again for the ‘D’ and then the ‘S’.He felt very satisfied that he had. He turned to his father when he finished, “Good place Daddy. Now, good place.” He smiled at the druids and said, “Can I go play?”The adults were looking at him strangely, and Druid Feather finally said, “Yes lad, you can go play.” Victor gave them all, his most angelic smile and. We used to play around with other couples every so often, but we were not hardened-swingers. We started out with soft-swing, having penetration with our respective partners only…this was safer than swapping. Then occasionally we would swap with couples that we had come to know a little better.Lesley had a friend, Pam, who as it happens, had other friends that were lesbians, definitely not bi-sexual like Pam and Lesley, They frequented gay bars in Camden in London, especially on Friday nights..