Me: then??Swati: Can we do phone sex??Me (shockingly) : are u kidding??Swati: nai, let’s start…..And then she suddenly started and after phone sex...she said she was wet again and need to go to the bathroom.In the evening, my phone rang and it was swati only. I picked up and scolded her.Me: hey, it was just a chat and that too for 1 time, nothing seriousSwati: main khan serious hone ko keh rhi hu,, i was just telling can u come to my home, i m getting psycho after the phone sex we did. I know my. I sat up and he turned some to face me more directly. Im sorry Josh, I finally managed I went to close my window and you were there and I couldnt help myself. I should have but I didnt. He just sat there. I really am sorry. Please dont tell anyone about me&hellip, about me watching you. I wont say anything if you wont. What? How would I be so stupid as to talk about my tryst with being a peeping tom? Why would I say anything to anyone about what I did? Not about that. About this. Josh raised. One Friday night, Mike Madden and I were at the bar and the wives were circulating from table to table and dancing with whoever they could talk into getting on the floor for a grope set to music. Around midnight Mike and I tried to find our wives to go home and discovered they were not in the club. The O’ Club had an open design with only a few separate rooms off the main bar and dance floor. With most of the patrons gone it was easy to see MaryAnn and Diana were not in the club. We went out to. "I'm a boy not a girl! It's just a costume! I can't dance with you!"Whether or not George heard Vick was unsure due to the volume and beat of thetunes being pumped to every square inch of the building."That's alright, everyone's in costume tonight! Just drink up and come on!Everyone's out there so it's not like we're really boy and girl dancing!"George then pushed Vicks hands that were holding the cup up to his face."Drink!" He shouted as he started to move with the music and wait for Vick.