He was breathtaking. He would be in mid-thirties, almost 6’1, very well built. His muscles were peeking out of his t-shirt. I couldn’t take my eye... off him, I had almost forgotten to breathe. Mrs. Khanna’s voice brought me out of the revelry. She introduced him as Arjun Khanna. Arjun offered me his hand for a shake, and I gladly put my hand in his. If his wife wouldn’t have been there I would have kissed him to death, and asked to take me then and there, pressed against the wall.Arjun’s eyes. Music began and a voicecame over the room. "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Les Club Bizzare -we hope you enjoy tonight's entertainment." The circular curtain thenlifted to reveal a scenario of a Russian Castle with a strikinglyhandsome man and a beautiful woman dressed in the costumes of a Russianczar and czarina. A beautiful girl dressed in a stylized peasant costume,was led in by a Cossack, who advised the Czar and czarina that she hadstolen a loaf of bread. The czar ordered her stripped,. "You don't like the outfit I wore today?" she asked. I told her it was sexy, to which she replied, "I didn't wear a slip...you should have seen all the pathetic little jerk boys staring at my legs under the dress." I could tell she had undone her robe belt, and heard her slipping it off her shoulders. "I have a very silky black bra on, and a matching panty...they were my mother's...I have quite an assortment of her lingerie and clothing which you will see if you are a good slave." My penis was. In the summer we always took off to the beaches and visited the clubs where everyone was nude. Caravans and pitched tents, and loads of sex and behind doors swapping, yes my Mother and Father had their little daliances, with the neibouring nudists and I sat there and watched.At one such stayover I shared a bed with a girl whose parents had an evening get-together at their chalet style beach hut.We lay in bed listening to the screams of delight and heavy laughter which increased as the night.