“Can I ask you a personal question?” Rifkeh asked Alexis.Alexis laughed. “Sure. Why? Have I fallen behind the others on oversharing?”“Maybe....I’ve had more of an education on alternative sexual lifestyles in the last two days than the first twenty-two years of my life.” Rifkeh leaned forward. “Just ... what’s going on with you and Shelby?”“We’ve been fucking.” said Alexis.“Asked and answered.” Rifkeh sat back. “Follow-up question: Why does Shelby keep referring to you as straight girls?”“Ah.”. Outside, I could see the onset of the storm, dark clouds gathering on the edge of heaven, blocking the sun, it’s light drifting lazily down upon the earth. Curious, I peered through the great bay window that sat like a portal to another world, at the boundary of that sepulcher catacomb of knowledge. Curling my stockinged feet beneath me, I sat upon the soft velour cushions, dark red like so much wine drank giggling between two friends reminiscing of the times long since past. Sipping the cocoa,. ’ ‘You’re cruel,’ she moaned. ‘Night after night you keep me up till dawn, satisfying your insatiable lust, and then you expect me to jump out of bed in the morning. I can’t believe I married such a cruel man.’ Aidan grinned, caressing her bottom fondly. They had both enjoyed their honeymoon. The weather had been fine during their two day trip to town. They had checked into the finest suite in the nicer of two hotels in the city. The day after arrival, they took care of business, visiting the. Look at my cunt. Ohhh, look at meee." We both came violently. We hugged, smiled at each other and drifted to sleep. On Friday, I worked all day. At dinner I asked, "How did the scouting go?" Joan said, "I found this club whose theme is Mardi Gras all year. Women flash their tits and compete to win beads." She said, "You have to pay a hundred dollar membership fee." I said, "It sounds like a bargain to me." Joan did a little happy clapping. We went to the club Friday night. It was in a very nice.