Bi-threesome (Queen of Blades, Decreptidan and Mia Silver)
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				Title: <strong>Bi-threesome (Queen of Blades, Decreptidan and Mia Silver)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia Silver</strong> on <strong>03-10-2009, 19:20:13</strong>
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				Ron was happy to go out this night. Once again he was with his room-mate, Ann. Well there weren't really "together", but they had an arrangement.<br><br>When they first met, they had nothing in common. Except one thing: they were both interested in men. Ron was out every evening, always partying, whereas Ann preferred to stay at home reading books. One day Ron decided she should have fun too and wanted to take her out to a bar. She was reluctant at first, as in those places she was usually bothered by jerks all the time, and hated that. But she soon discovered that when she was with Ron, she wasn't bothered anymore. Everyone thought he was his boyfriend, and left her alone. It is true that Ron was quite impressive. He was almost 6 1/2 feet tall, very muscular and could probably win a fight with anybody.<br>They enjoeyd going out that way, and could often help eachother. When Ann found a good looking guy and discovered that she was gay, she could introduce him to Ron. Likewise, Ron often shown Ann some very attractive straight guys. It seemed like the perfect arrangement.<br><br>That night, Ron took Ann to a new bar he heard about. It was their first opening, and they were having a huge party to celebrate.<br>He opened the door to let Ann enter. Time to have fun!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bi-threesome (Queen of Blades, Decreptidan and Mia Silver)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Decrepitdan</strong> on <strong>03-10-2009, 19:44:14</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Travis DeVaughn was a regular on bar stools all over the town. Living out in the suburbs as he did, it was difficult to find single women at times. At 31, he generally avoided the collegiate heavy bars in town, the local college fed at least three or four bar's existence, but he couldn't help but feel out of place at such places. Tonight, he was headed to a newly minted bar, Shorty's. That was what he remembered reading anyway...<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Pulling up a few blocks away, after having searched for a parking spot for about ten minutes with no luck, he put his work vehicle in park and withdrew his keys all in one swift motion. Getting a full handful of his white tee, he made sure he didn't stink, as he hadn't had time to go home and get changed from work, but as far as he could tell he was fine. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;He strolled up the block to the bar hopeful, perhaps tonight he'd actually find someone worth more than a one night stand....
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