Was I actually glowing and giving off a shit load of pheromones or something? Could people hear my vagina singing?"There is nothing wrong with being i... love, Carol," she laughed.Was she kidding? There is a whole lot of wrong about it. It messes with your head, fucks your metabolism and turns you from a sane sensible member of the human race into an emotional sack of play dough. That crap I can do without. I'm only twenty-nine, for Chrissakes. I like my life just the way it is. Fucked up with. I felt proud to be on the arm of two sexy men, especially my baby, Carl. Once inside we sat at the bar and ordered drinks soaking up the scene. The lights were dimmed and the techno music playing gave the club an edgy feeling. The place was sexually charged. The women wore little clothing. Couples danced together taking turns kissing each others wives. " What kind of a club is this? I asked Carl. He either didn't hear me or didn't want to tell me because he never answered me. I just sat back. Her wet lips met mine as we pushed into each other. She climbed on top of me as we she started exploring my mouth with her tongue. I slid my hands down her body until they landed on her rounded ass. I pulled her into me pushing my rock hard erection into her hoping she would feel it thru my pants. After making for a while longer and feeling her nice soft tits she pulled away and said "I really wanna fuck." So i said "Lets fuck, then." We tore our clothes off as quickly as we could. Standing up. “I’d make it an event, but it’s only the two of us. Ceremony is for other people.” She looked at me. “Are you prepared to take command?”I swallowed. What was I supposed to say? My entire childhood had been spent training for this moment. She’d reconstructed an entire city for me. I couldn’t disappoint her.I nodded.There were no words. Instead, it was a feeling, akin to emerging from a small, dim grotto into a bright sunlit valley: a sudden, swift broadening of awareness.Looking up, I felt the.