Your wife he said is in the tent at three. The rush. My wife Debbie asked me , are you cool with this ? I said When in Rome, baby.She walked her lit...le white , slightly reddening skin around the pool and entered the tent flap door. I could see various men's ,bare buttocks pulsing outside the tents fabric wall, for some time then convulse and walk away. I thought my wife is in there, and how many others. The strong drinks and sun ,and eroticism of the view, drew me in to a little poolside. Loser tops.He tried to adjust to the fifth ring nestled just beneath the pilgrim's hat, the sound of blood pounding in his ears and groin. Same size? Smaller? Hard to tell.She stood up and dangled something silvery in front of his eyes. Clamps. The kind that don't slip off easily. Which meant weights. She attached the first one on his right nipple (warning: some assembly required), and left its partner hanging next to his navel. A preview, he supposed.The lead dog on the D.A.'s sled does not. We got off the train together and at the station we made our way to the coffee shop She was originally from Kenya however she is now living in Dublin but was on her way for a Job interview the following day we sat down and the blouse gapped again she say me looking again and I moved my leg to touch hers again I asked her, what her name was, she told me it was MaryWe continued to make small talk and she said it was a shame that I did not get off the train with her as she was going to her. ” She said with and indignant tilt of her chin, “Percian Feltian is promised to wed Sofia Droughtius, but Sofia Alkandra does not intend to be tied down.” She giggled a little, “Or perhaps she does, I don’t yet know her proclivities, but monogamy most assuredly won’t be for her.” “Sofia, you disappoint me. Keeping your promise is the entire basis of trust. You’re betraying him.” And even as I said it, I felt like a terrible hypocrite. She blushed even harder, an expression of shame crossing her.