' Carl and I have this conceit that art has to "add value' to reality. It's our 'economic theory of art' or maybe our 'theory of economic art' — we'...e never raised it above a gag."You're right. Perhaps it's just a passing idea. But, I really think there's an opportunity there for something new. A beautiful figure in stone is art. Why isn't a beautiful figure in flesh art, too?'"Because we don't accept the results of fucking as art.'"Yes, we do. A deer in the woods, an eagle soaring... '"Carl,. Well Saturday finally arrived, and Dave had given me directions to her house, as he and Linda (his girlfriend) were shopping at the local mall, and would meet us at the holiday inn for dinner and dancing. The local holiday inn was "THE" spot to be if you were under 25 and liked rock music.I arrived at the address given to me, and as is common it was in staff nco country, so I knew she was the daughter of some high ranking lifer, that could probably make my life a living hell, for the rest of my. After the game we grabbed a bite and she was frisky as usual telling me she had a surprise for me. We got to her apartment and I followed her through the door and there was Pam sitting on the couch with a smile. I stood there and Lisa sat next to Pam on the couch and she kissed her gently. They started making out gently and then Lisa turned to me and said here was her surprise. I was ecstatic. Pam smiled at me and asked Lisa if she could see my cock. Lisa said yes and told me to take off. He would love to hear the balls of 2 men crashing together as they fucked Dominick. What a shame, he could not even dream or keep fantasizing about the real big cock in him and he had to pull out the plastic dildo and the KY tube to take it to his bedroom. He had time as his wife was on job. He had been very successful to hide his adventurous bisexual life from her.Being a God fearing, good Christian; Eleanor believed that it was for the woman to get fucked but she never let Dominick fuck her.