MIn the early 2000s, we were occasional regulars at a swing club in western Pennsylvania. We didn’t go every weekend, but we did show up at least every other month, and while there were a few people that knew us, there were always a lot more people who didn’t, which was actually a lot more fun for us.On one particular night, we were doing the usual rounds to see who we knew, and who looked fun. We were both still. And this is when she called me. Turned out he had a reputation, and I don't wonder why seeing his pole... During our discussion he was sitting next to her, hugging and supporting. "Sensitive", I thought to myself. And when I said "So, let's play", it was like a spark in a room full of oxygen... She started by touching his now limp (yet very very big and thick) cock. He was massaging her tits, and then they started to kiss. Even though it was my will, it was difficult for me to see her for the. . uh, I'm not sure if dating her would be a good idea."I stopped there, because I wasn't sure how to get across what I wanted to say, but MR. Langston nodded, as though he understood."You're worried that if it doesn't work out things will get awkward, and we're going to kick you out, right?" Yeah, that's it," I said, relieved."Two things, Bobby. First, you're both far too young for anything to happen yet. Mmeantime either one of you might find someone else to be interested in. And lastly, even.Read More