Nadia swinging party

So yes, four double beds joined together in the middle of the front room did make sense, a mirrored ceiling, which I've got to admit, I loved. With matching low maturity levels, it's not long before we start licking the giant pineapple and cupcake sculptures "just to check they're not plastic", before drink-driving a frozen H2O van. A theme that continues throughout the night: It feels like we've stepped into the Kardashians meets Downton Abbey meets Soho red light district: Kudos to KK, safety is paramount, and from the email invite prior to arriving everyone is clear on the rules — no means no. So no one is trying to hump our leg or gyrate against our lady bits.

Hang out with the people, talk to them. Perhaps it was Claire's and my influence, but Ellen had mellowed into a more balanced mature woman in the two years I'd known her. I believed in an after-life and a before-life; I had trouble envisioning what that place and space and time would be like, but I had always carried great faith that these were real experiences of the spirit — the soul. Some of them turn into fuck fest as well, but this is extremely rare. Oh, and have fun with Edie. At the end of the afternoon, Jake said he had to go. The European press continued to hype the event with follow-up stories.

Martine, had not left the kitchen before one of the "voyeur" couples asked her if they could be with her. Sean and I look at each other and our curiosity got the better of us, so I pulled the upper part of toga back on, and we went downstairs to the dance area. If there was some situation that could be interpreted different ways, we ascribed as a motive of someone else pure love towards us. The six of us sat around in our living room on a Saturday evening: