I’ll be waiting downstairs for you.’ He sat up, momentarily wondering what the hell was going on and when it dawned on him that it could be from V...lvet, he jumped out of bed and dressed. It took him less than thirty minutes to shave, brush, do his hair and put on a funky blue pinstriped suit that he’d brought for the occasion. Grabbing the room key, he took the elevator down and was met by the driver, a young man named Chauncey. ‘Mr. Harold?’ ‘Yes?’ ‘I’m afraid that I’ll have to ask you to. 2 women were sitting behind a table , they were weirdly dressed though, they were wearing denims and a jacket which had the club logo on it. Something told me i was atleast at the right place.Anyways i went ahead. They looked at me for a minute , something told me they were surprised to see an indian guy here. so they asked what i was here for and i told them that i had seen this post about a swinger couple. The left one raised her eyebrow while the right one slid the form in front of me which. I indeed feltthe same way about her. Then she said this could bring us closertogether.I thought, 'This might bring us closer together.'I wrote, "I'm ready when you are."She then laid on my bed and closed her eyes. I gulped and slowly walkedtoward her. I closed my eyes and laid on top of her we were becomingone like we did for the last week. I opened my eyes and sat up. I couldfeel the weight of my chest, I had gotten used to it by now.I said here goes I began unbuttoning my shirt, when I was. You felt it from its inception and it seemed to grow in massive proportions each and every day. It was so intense and beautiful, he would message you so very often and his words would make you melt, both in body and soul. They would touch your heart and make you feel something you have never quite felt before. He was the one, you kept telling yourself that and you believed it implicitly. The words he spoke were sincere and you knew it, because he spoke from his heart and you had that.