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Story One – Peter and Amita.
This is the first of the six stories of partner swapping following the dominoes game. Since these stories do not actually fit in with any of our letters, we have left them as separate stories in the book without letter headings, but since Joseph wrote about playing the game, we will consider them to be under the general heading of his letter and call them Letter 57 extras.
Hi, this is Amita.
So, finally, I get to add something into the letters book.
(See Letter 57 Game of Dominoes.)
The game we played made for an interesting evening. When we picked out our numbers, it would have been interesting to know which number I had picked because then I could have worked out who my sexy partner might be. But Mandara was not letting us see; it was all being kept a mystery for us. So when the boys were playing their game, none of us girls or the boys for that matter knew who we would get as the partner for the night, even if we could work out who was winning in the domino games, we still didn't know the numbers of us women.
The boys played very hard and were very competitive, too. When you think about it, it probably didn’t matter because Mike said he was going to probably arrange the results afterwards anyway, in case any man ended up with his wife, but still, the boys didn’t see it that way at all. Instead, they were all trying their very hardest to be the winner.
Then Mike and Mandara went to another table to find the results. I think they may have made some changes because they were away for a little while, and I think the list of partners turned out to be too perfect for a chance game. They returned and were now ready to announce the results. He then arranged for us girls to be standing by Mike and Mandara. The boys were sitting at the table, still with an empty seat beside them where their wives had been sitting. This seat would become for their new sex partner.
I looked around at the men. I felt a bit nervous, but it was exciting too. One of those men, any one of them except my husband, would be my sex partner this night. I wondered what it would be like? Would it be good for us? Then I decided that was silly thinking. Of course, it would be good. Both of us would make sure it was good.
So, finally, I get to add something into the letters book.
(See Letter 57 Game of Dominoes.)
The game we played made for an interesting evening. When we picked out our numbers, it would have been interesting to know which number I had picked because then I could have worked out who my sexy partner might be. But Mandara was not letting us see; it was all being kept a mystery for us. So when the boys were playing their game, none of us girls or the boys for that matter knew who we would get as the partner for the night, even if we could work out who was winning in the domino games, we still didn't know the numbers of us women.
The boys played very hard and were very competitive, too. When you think about it, it probably didn’t matter because Mike said he was going to probably arrange the results afterwards anyway, in case any man ended up with his wife, but still, the boys didn’t see it that way at all. Instead, they were all trying their very hardest to be the winner.
Then Mike and Mandara went to another table to find the results. I think they may have made some changes because they were away for a little while, and I think the list of partners turned out to be too perfect for a chance game. They returned and were now ready to announce the results. He then arranged for us girls to be standing by Mike and Mandara. The boys were sitting at the table, still with an empty seat beside them where their wives had been sitting. This seat would become for their new sex partner.
I looked around at the men. I felt a bit nervous, but it was exciting too. One of those men, any one of them except my husband, would be my sex partner this night. I wondered what it would be like? Would it be good for us? Then I decided that was silly thinking. Of course, it would be good. Both of us would make sure it was good.