I told her yes and that this was a new experience for me.As we drove off Maggie asked if I was ready for her surprise. Of course, I said yes then she ...old me to head for the city. Giving me directions as I drove, she still would not tell me about her surprise. Finally arriving at our destination, it was called, "The Hot Tub Place."Upon entering, I noticed there were couples along with families waiting to be called. Maggie got our number and we headed to the changing rooms. As I started to head. . probably because I was nude.“Bro ... why are you naked? What’s that ... gun in your hand? Some kind of ray gun? Are you behind these recent events? Are they ... what’s going on?” Brenda started to ask me a dozen questions, so I shot her with the slut ray, followed by Lamar, who viewed me with suspicion up to that point.“Sis, welcome to the brave new world of my making, not Aldous Huxley’s. Nor Shakespeare’s, for that matter. Now, bend over like a good sister ... in the future, it will be. Then there was the matter of me sharing my wife. I never indicated I was into the kind of shit. Olivia and Hesser were not going to gain any points with Olivia's father, or with me!I suddenly felt exhausted and lonely. I had to consider how I should react to this betrayal by my wife. The game had changed instantly. The rules I had lived and played by were no longer in effect. What was real, what was fact, and who could I trust? Was I a laughing stock, a joke, to everyone at my wife's work, to. Most of my friends had at least a few beers in their system and figuring out when they were bluffing was as easy as staring at them until they started giggling. The only other member of our party that didn't drink was the girl I had a crush on—for the purposes of this story, let's call her Candy.Candy was a great poker player. In less than an hour, three of our friends were out of the game—we had agreed to limit our removal of clothes to everything but underwear—yet she still had all her.