Yikes! I’m at my first school parent’s party and everyone’s a Swinger, but me.

Somewhere in Bondi, on a street leading to the ocean, a black lacquered door throbs with music and a golden doorknob beckons.   A band of navy Italian lace silk fringing falls from my hips, skimming my thighs.  I suck my belly button back to my spine, check my boobies are still bound inside my … More Yikes! I’m at my first school parent’s party and everyone’s a Swinger, but me.