Terry glanced to Jerry. She was waiting to see how he felt about this before she was going to actively say anything. She watched as four of them agreed to the swinging game. She had heard of such happening the typical "A friend of a friend..." story but had never expected that her closest friends had been playing the game.It spelled trouble with a capital T. She glanced at each male there. She was trying to see them without the shades of almost sisterly affection that had built up over the years.<br/><br/>Her hand reached out to grasp Jerry's in hers giving the hand a firm squeeze.  She could not actually imagine her Jerry with any of her female friends without feeling a large stab of jealousy and concern but she needed to know what he wished.