I almost laughed.“Please speak to indicate you understand,” the voice repeated.“I understand.”“Please go through the door in front of you in...to the test area.”The test area turned out to be a windowless room containing a gynaecological chair, with some kind of scanning equipment suspended from the ceiling above it. In spite of the futuristic feel of the building itself, the chair seemed to be controlled by a relatively simple system of hydraulics comprising several metallic tubes underneath.. He has me sign a form saying I am volunteering and takes me to the room.We enter the room, which is only about 10 X 10 feet and VERY warm. There is a tiny cage in one corner with a thick pad on the floor. Outside the cage there is an angled bench that I recognize as a medical device that you would lay on to get an "exam". There are also some chains attached to a pole and shower head on the wall. He shoves me in and tells me to strip and shower. As he closes the door, he says "you better be. I almost chickened out on his doorstep, but before I could turn back he opened the door and pulled me inside. We spent the next hour on the floor, doing things I never thought I’d do with another guy. We never even made it to the bedroom, did it right there on the floor. “We managed to get together five or six times after that, and every time things were just as wild and passionate. Then we got careless. His wife almost caught us one night when we were in the pool, so the next time my wife was. You are beautiful, exotic, exciting, and so many other words that express my love for you."Claire turned her head so we could kiss.The beautiful nude form of Beth Mansard came across the deck and silently sat down beside us. With minor insistence, she pried one of my arms from Claire, and wrapped it around herself, deliberately placing my palm onto her right breast and the semi-erect nipple. After I'd given her a welcome kiss, the three of us sat is silence watching the beauty of the morning.