That would be Deb and her husband Terry. Ronni was opening the front door when they stepped onto the porch."Hi, Mizz Deb. Mister Terry! Come in!" she ...hirped.The two of them came and greeted me and then Terry announced that he had to go to the store, so he was leaving Deb for a while."Well, thanks for dropping her off, bud," I said."I hate to run," Terry said, "but we got a toilet that's runnin' and guess who gets to fix it?" I know what you mean. Do what you gotta do. You can buy me off with. His beautiful eyes caught mine and I embarrassingly looked away. He was a gorgeous specimen of a man. His head looked tan and freshly shaved and his body looked fit, if not a bit too skinny. I noticed he had tattoos down his right arm, although I couldn't make out what they were.Mike reached into his pocket, pulled out a bag of cocaine and tossed it to Courtney, who had returned to the sofa."You wanted a pick me up, right?" she asked."Who knew it was so easy?" I laughed as I sat down next to. I sighed and shrugged.“I’m sorry to let you down. You’ll have to cover my students; it will be hard to get anyone else in my field.”She put her hand on my arm and smiled.“Don’t worry! Don’t even think about it. It’ll be a pleasure.”“What?”“I’m sick to death of having to worry about the poor millennials and the next generation’s angst. It’ll be a pleasure to do it. You show those ungrateful snowflakes what a real woman can do. I’m proud of you, Penny!”She meant to show real support and I loved. Cindy started the applause. She screamed, “Oh, fabulous. It’s a sex swing. We can all get fucked in the sex swing.” Ryan moved the ladder away and made some minor adjustments to the straps.Elsa said, “Let me be the first to show you how this works.” She hoisted herself up slightly onto a broad seat so her rump was properly seated and then put her feet into stirrups that were part of the webbing. A further broad strap went behind her back for additional support so she could sit there with ease.