They both had dark tans offset by white where a bathing suit would have been. I guess you could say we are. Ours was the middle of three brownstones and all three of them had hookers in the garden apartments. Got to go.”
“Love you.”
“A whip?” That from Ann, who had come into the room. Love ya. “We came down and spied on these folks and now we have to pay the price. “Lunch first.”
They stopped at a little stand on the road to the lake. Anyway, that was the last of having anything to do with swingers.”
“Until now.”
“I guess I’ve been away from home too much. Swim the whole time?”
“No, I’ll wander around. Tony was coming. “I guess you two have an early flight back?”
“Pretty early.”
“What?” Ann was confused. I’ll do Tony then. So they’re inviting us to join them on the mattress.”
“And you walked back out?”
“No, we sat down and talked for a while. Until he felt something poking at his butt, something sliding into him. “Yep. But now I was thinking what about the presentation layer itself?
