This is NOT GAY, so please don’t think that. The story is how a couple starts fighting and then wrestles. The best part is the punishment of the los...er. Let’s begin…I was once dating a chick who was pretty tall and we had a lot of arguments. She was a little tom-boyish in nature. She was around 5’10” and with a decent figure 32-30-34. We used to arm wrestle sometimes to settle arguments. One day she told me she had seen something on the Internet and wanted to try it. I asked her what was it. I don't know how you feel about that, though you have said in the past that you were against it," Stacey informed him, more than a little nervous about her admission.Part of her feared that he would refuse, the other that he would agree to it. She wasn't completely sure that she really wanted to be a swinger. She might get too jealous to handle the sight of Walter with another woman, which in fairness would preclude her from doing it with another man. She wasn't about to be mean to him like. I suffered through a few more classes, and ate lunch alone, and thenwent home. On the way, I ran into the group I had most been fearing.It was the guys who had wanted to hang out with me because I ruled theschool by fear. Now, I was afraid, and like any other predators, theysensed blood. They taunted me for a few of the blocks, and then, as wewere walking by the edge of a park, they grabbed me. One of them puthis hand over my mouth, two grabbed my arms, and one held my waist, asthe dragged. Soon, we were relaxing on the couch and finally glad to be situated. The condo was fully furnished and even stocked with basic food items. We were going to have so much fun! Kari looked very content and smiled at me from across the room and said, “So who does all this stuff belong to?”“The real estate agency has a partnership with a local furniture store, so I would imagine that interior decorators and staging people come setup the house,” I said.“Oh nice,” said Kari. I found some peanut.