I could tell he was by the tent in his pants. Ben led me back to the dining room where we met Susie as she was finishing setting the table. She asked...if Ben had showed me around and I complemented her on the beautiful decorating she had done with the mansion. She thanked me and asked us to sit at the table as dinner was ready. We sat at one end of a long table and she sat me at the head of the table with Ben to my right and her to my left. Dinner was delicious with lamb chops, sautéed. ”Alice and the other women put out the fixings for dinner. Instead of barbecuing, she’d cooked a large pot roast. Everyone did sit around the outside tables eating. The ominous massage table was only a few feet away from the picnic tables they used. Frequent glances showed that some curiosity featured in everyone’s mind.Dori announced to the group that there would be a special ‘demonstration’ of the table and its many uses after dinner and clean up. By then, night would have fallen. Dori sent. Most of the folks and their young ones in this area of the country tended to avoid anything new just out of common instinct for survival. I didn’t blame them at all even though it ruined what had taken me almost seven years to overcome.The twins mother, my Aunt Edith, had already gone back home to settle her messy financial affairs that sounded so complicated that I had no urge to ask any questions.The assistant principal, a nice unmarried man called Nick Monroe came straight to our table and. "Why don't you ask Denise?" inquired Staci, as she led Jack into the kitchen and poured him a cup of coffee, "she was female last I checked." That's just it, it's about Denise," Jack replied heavily."Gee really," quipped Staci, "I never would've guessed. Ok, sit down and let's talk. What's going on?" Well, we got to talking yesterday and she mentioned to me that Renee has a bit of a crush on her. As we talked, Denise then mentioned that she wanted to have a threesome with another woman involved.