So did Cindy, Cork, and Nancy. I guess that happened around Christmas from the sound of it.”“It was Thanksgiving actually. I’ll talk to Ginger a...out your request. You’re sure you have no reservations?”Dave said, “Nope. None. I love sex and I think I’m good at it. Tara told me I was, too. I’m very oral. I’m kind of bisexual, too. I mean I prefer women all the time, but ... I’m not scared or repulsed by sucking on a guy. It’s just no big deal to me, just not a preference.”I laughed, “Well, we’ll. That's for sure.". I was about to respond when I was interrupted by Cheryl bouncing down the stairs to greet Bob with a lingering french kiss. On the way to the restaurant, I drove Bob's Lincoln Continental while Cheryl and Bob made out in the backseat of the car.After a quiet dinner, Bob and Cheryl spent an hour dancing at a local nightclub. Throughout the evening, Cheryl had been like a bitch in heat and as she and Bob danced, I could see her grinding her pussy against his crotch. Watching. I told him I couldn't do anything there because Chuck was around, but if he wanted to stop by my house on Tuesday when Chuck was at a business meeting maybe we could get something going. I let him have me Tuesday and again on Thursday and then I told him goodbye.That set the pattern for the coming weeks. A party on Saturday or Sunday to pick out my next lover who got to enjoy me (and me him) on two nights during the coming week and then he was gone and I was looking forward to the next party.. After the sniper opened the trunk I said, "Now Dante unless you enjoyed the feeling of that tazer, you need to go quietly, because I have one ready to hit your black ass again." If you are going to talk rough to a man, hit all his hot buttons.We moved him inside and sat him at the metal dining table/work bench. Since there were plenty of holes for bolting things to the table, securing Dante was no problem at all. I put pictures of Sweet Sammie and Honey on the table for him to think about while.