We found a couple different ones that were okay and we tried responding to. They ended up being flakes. So here it was almost nine in the evening and ...othing to do. We were both really horny and wanting something extra. She started questioning me about the swingers clubs in town, and asked if I knew of anyone who had been to one, or knew how they worked. It just so happened Seth a co-worker of mine was talking about his experience at a place here in Vegas not too long ago. I made a phone call. Her mother still had a cute and youthful face, but she also had a great figure and was still in great shape for a woman in her late thirties. Someday she would have her mother's build, she just wished it was now so she could look more like Olivia. In Stacy's eyes, her "cute" face was her curse, she would always be cheerleader cute while Olivia was just plain beautiful. Petty jealousy aside, Stacy was fiercely loyal to her friend and even though she wished she measured up to her friend's. She had another, smaller, packet of fan mail for Shiggie, and a note to me, in an envelope, from Herb Mitchell, the Player Personnel guy. Once again, she managed to extend her visit for almost an hour, despite presumably having duties back at the Warehouse offices.The young woman was pleasant company, and she was behaving more or less normally toward all three of us, but it was peculiar behavior, all the same.I figured maybe she had a crush on Shiggie.The note from Mitchell asked me to come by. He imagines her tongue running up and down his vein at the back of his shaft. Nibbling up and down and running her tongue over him. Then her taking his balls, one by one, into her mouth to play with. Tim lets out a deep moan as he envisions Abbie sucking his now hairless balls. Abbie has taken that part of his grooming in hand. Every couple of weeks, they spend an enjoyable hour when Abbie shaves Tim’s mons, balls, and around his asshole. Personally, Abbie has all her hair removed with.