It can’t be. I scan the room. Opulence. Wealth. These I don’t see. What I do see is a worn-out space, wallpaper peeling, carpet ripped out, expose... floorboards, and dark brown stains on the floor that might be blood. It’s obviously not 1927. The space reeks of age. How do I know this? Opulence. Carpet. Floorboards. Somehow, the meaning of these words and objects are intuitive. Somehow, I know this world, although it’s different from mine. An overwhelming feeling like I’ve lived this before. On cue Baby stood in the middle of the room with her arm held out toward Bob and he gladly accepted, he pull Baby close and begin to sway side to side.At first Bob had his arms around Baby's waist, but soon they drop down to cup her ass.Since no song was playing I could hear Baby moan as Bob grab her ass , soon Bob's hands had worked they way up to Baby's tit's rubbing them on the out side of her shirt, Baby's head shot back and she let a moan draw out slowly.Soon I swapped out with Bob and. ” She added “But I like to see a little bit of hair as you can see on me. My husband prefers me like this also.”“What does your husband think of you doing this sort of work?” I asked.“He has no problems and I have a couple of girlfriends that come around for me to touch them up. They are all friends, so what we do can be sexual. We can enjoy the experience without feeling any attachment to each other."Lucy continued."We can and do share the pleasures of having sex with each other or together on. "You know it," I said with my classic smile."So which one," She asked, "There were four when I was there, Three now I guess since Megan F. was a senior when I was there..." Her senior year had overlapped with my freshman year. She was one of the nice popular girls who talked everyone. I kind of figured she knew each of them, or at least of them."If I told you it would spoil it..." I said as I poured my self a cup of coffee and pulled out the pre-cooked bacon."C'mon Val, tell me already." She.