Courtesy is one thing, but that is outright rude especially since I am married now. No offense, but I don't find black men all that attractive."Shooti...ng me a disdainful glance, he slowly clenched his fist and before I knew it I felt a flash of pain and was out cold."You leave us alone and untie my husband this instant, Marvin, or I swear I will call the police!" These were the first words that I woke up to. With my head pounding, I noticed I was unable to move my arms and legs, and when I tried. When I finally did get to sleep, I had one vividerotic dream after another. Joan finally pushed me out onto the floorand told me that if I couldn't stop thrashing around, I could go sleepon the couch.When she came out to the living room and awakened me in the morning, shesaid with a laugh that it was the best second half a night's sleep shecould remember.I laughed and told her it was one of the most erotic that I couldremember."I obviously need to keep this in mind while I'm thinking about how. " He was so scared. "What other stuff, Mark?" I asked "Just stuff. The sort of thing you did to me today and a little bit more." He said. "Mark, it's ok. I am bisexual too. There's nothing wrong with it. I think we are both just very highly sexed. You have nothing to be ashamed of!" I said. "So they made you have sex with me, so as not to show your video? You do know that they now have two videos of you. Neither of them would be good for your career. The one you did today is even worse." "I. Then as she looked around the room even more, she could see that behavior was the rule, more than the exception. One man in a tuxedo leaned back in a chair while two kneeling sirens competed with their tongues to minister to his engorged cock. Another guest--a mature but still attractive matron--calmly undid her blouse and directed her entertainer's mouth between the matron's breasts. No wonder the club had such a sexual tension to it--half the patrons were ravishing some of the most beautiful.