As his hand gently caressed her bare ass cheeks he growled, ‘The next yell will get you a spanking right here and right now.’ ‘You wouldn’t da...e!’ Betty said but she did keep her voice down. Deep down inside she knew he would dare. Frank chuckled and patted her ass. ‘You invited yourself to this party. Now, we can do this the easy way or the rough way. Myself, I like the rough way but it’s your choice. We can go on up to my place, sit around, have a few drinks and mellow out, get to know each. There were people crowding the pathways, either drunk or high, or running, or passed out. And of course, there were the people there for the ‘entertainment’ at the Honey Bee Inn, or one of the secondary establishments. Tifa shuddered at what might actually go on in those places, apart from the dancing and drinking. A while back, some idiot customer had come into her Bar in Sector 7, and told her she had the perfect body to work at the Honey Bee, and while she had smiled graciously at the time,. . So I worked up the courage and drove to the nearest atm to get some cash, I wasn't sure if the women/girls were free with admission. Good thing I decided to get some extra cash cause they weren't. I had looked up were to go, and entered the address in my phone. I felt so exhilarated and yes also nervous I wasn't sure what to expect. Did the men join in? Was it an orgy thing. Were other people going to watch us having sex. Or worse what If I encountered someone I knew, omg so many thoughts. Right!" scoffed an unbelieving Jack."Tis true. This I swear," avowed Erato."Then what happens after the story, song or tape is over?" chuckled Jack, in an effort to poke a little fun at Erato."That is up to the person. After the storyline is through, they must continue it by using their own imagination and creativity. It will be like living life in reality, but will continue to unfold within the setting of the story or film that they choose. What is it that you mortals say about art imitating.
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