I am untainted by desire or hate.I am not hurtful, I cannot lie --I am small, but all-seeing.I spend my days gazing on a movie poster opposite me.The ...wall is cracked plaster. I know it's every freckle.Every crack, every defect, every flaw is part of me.Light and shadow, Faces through time interrupt me.Now I am a prism, refracting all possibilities.A man before me reaches for the woman he is.No need for liars of light -- lamps or lanterns.He knows I alone will show faithfully his beauty.He will. The black man squatted down on one side of the lounge chair and my wife on the other side. While Kelli held my balls up in her soft palm, Carlos slipped a small leather noose over the sac, right at the base of my cock shaft. Was this some sort of kinky sex game? Were they going to try to prevent me from cumming? Between the vibrator and Kelli's hand, but also the black man's manipulation with the leather noose, I was half-erect."Wait," I gasped, "that's...ugh...that's too tight." Not yet it. The group of people had gathered at the gate, where a guide was giving them instructions when I walked up. I noticed two beautiful girls with perfect figures, about five foot five, weighing about one hundred and ten pounds each, with golden bronze skin and very short skirts, standing in the back of the group. As I looked at them, they both smiled at me. To my shock, they both spoke English. They both said hi and I returned their pleasant greeting, saying, “Hello, ladies.” The first girl. Everytime we make love, I talk about it in the middle of her orgasm and she explodes. So, I suggested we go out to our favorite nightclub that we only go to when we are on our "risky" adventures. We entered "The Club" in downtown Greensboro, North Carolina (near where we live) on Friday night around 10:30. There were tons of college students and some older people as well. The music was up, and we got a round of drinks.A couple moved off a couch and so we grabbed it. We weren't there five.