It was certainly not what we expected at that detail level of our lives. Unbelievably, my wife and I found ourselves in the middle of a `` swinging lifestyle '' chemical group in our mature old age. unbelievable ! Perhaps I better give some background on us, our circumstances, and what led us to this way of life just a few years ago.

My name is Dave Stewart. I was in my ahead of time sixties at the sentence that the pursuit series of incidents occurred and had been married to my wife Carolyn for more than than thirty long time. I had retired from the Army as a lieutenant colonel in my early forties and was able to put on my accomplishment in logistics to a second calling in the business humankind with a multi-modal logistics troupe in Sir Walter Ralegh.

After many years of avail there, my regional firm was bought-out by a magnanimous, multi-national Transportation-Logistics corp. The new possessor were intending to take a dissimilar embodied approach with the firm, yet offered all those senior employees with more than 20 years of serve and who were over age 60 the opportunity to pull away early on a slightly reduced annuity. That was a no-brainer for me. I already had my Army pension and the retirement handicap from the business would certainly provide a handsome income.

Just about the Saame time my wife, a senior nursing supervisor at a regional medical center, was informed that the facility would undergo an organisational restructuring. faculty members with Sir Thomas More than 35 days of service of process were offered full retirement benefits, opening up senior locating to younger employees. Carolyn had been hired straight out of nursing school and had been working at several of the hospital operated by the not-for-profit health care organization ever since. Again, this was a no-brainer, as well, and she quickly accepted.

On the investment front, we were pretty well established, too. I had started investing a small part of my pay way back when I first was a brand new endorse police lieutenant in the Army. During the balance of my vocation I had continued the pattern of investing a few supernumerary dollars each pay chip, turning all my investments over to an old fraternity brother of mine from UNC. He had indeed done a good job as an investment funds counsel, because by the sentence of my indorse retirement, we had a very declamatory, audio, and diversified portfolio.

We decided that it might be in our best interest to buy a beach house in Florida as a second rest home. We had paid off our rest home in capital of North Carolina, so we had money to endue. Sunshine State was in the John L. H. Down side of one of the frequent `` property roller coaster drive '' the state seems to receive. Consequently, it was a buyers-market. We found the everlasting home on the Atlantic coast Confederate States of America of St. Augustine. It was a foreclosure and did take some oeuvre, but it was a howling bargain.

The house was on a cul-de-sac on a barrier island Dixie of the city. The cul-de-sac was actually on a diminished peninsula projecting into the marshlands along the Intracostal Waterway. So, although the beach house was n't on an Atlantic beach, it was only a short walk to the ocean and still on a body of water.

We closed on the house and decided that we 'd spend most of our time in our Second Earl of Guilford Carolina hall, but would induce frequent visits to our beach business firm. We would cleave our fourth dimension between our two homes as we felt the urge.

During our kickoff few hebdomad in the beach house we were focused on renovation to the social system. The neighbour were very helpful, both with assist and the loanword of essential shaft. We got to screw most of them somewhat, but really did n't have the opportunity to go finisher. However, that was soon to change.

Sid Dixon had helped me many times during the catamenia of our renovation. The Dixons lived directly across the cul-de-sac from our beach house in a large home, with exceptional landscaping and a large screened-in pool between the star sign and the fen leading to the Intracoastal. He was a withdraw locomotive engineer who had moved to Florida from Pennsylvania a few years before. A expert looking man in his mid-sixties, physically fit and was an avid lawn tennis player and an especial golfer. He was soft-spoken and about 5 substructure ten or so, with salt and peppercorn fuzz and neatly trimmed beard. His wife, Lynn, was a strikingly beneficial looking charwoman. She was in her late fifties, tall ... probably 5 foot 8 ... with attractively styled, long, brown hair. She was deliciously buxom, just a little chunky in the waist, but with a curvy ass, and nicely forge legs. Her vivacious personality was always cheerful and lively.

Lynn Dixon called us late one afternoon and asked us to come on over to their house as it was time for cocktails and an opportunity to socialize. We agreed, washed up from our renovation piece of work, and walked across the cul-de-sac to their attractive menage.

Lynn met us at the door and gracefully guided us to the patio deck of cards surrounding the pool. We sat down in the poolside couch while Lynn poured Margaritas for the others and a Bourbon for me. I 'm afraid I 've never acquired a taste for Margaritas. Sid told us that they bought the lot thirty years earlier, anticipating moving to Florida when he retired from the engineering business firm. Lynn had been a social worker for the state of Keystone State and retired herself as soon as she became eligible. Once that had been accomplished, they moved to Sunshine State and built their retirement household.

We talked about a across-the-board potpourri of depicted object and enjoyed the opportunity to hear much more about our neighbor, their family, and their interests. After some time, Sid paused and then began to channelize the conversation in a totally different and unexpected management. `` Dave, we 'd like to discuss something with you and Carolyn. It 's quite personal and somewhat of a sensible thing. ''

'' Sure, Sid, '' I responded. `` What is it ? ``

'' Well, we are members of a unique vicinity senior 's group. '' He paused briefly, and then continued, `` Lynn and I would like to encourage you to take part, as well. ''

'' elder 's group ? '' I asked, somewhat bewildered. `` What kind of senior 's group ? A neighborhood bridge circuit club or something like that ? ``

The two of them chuckled. `` wellspring, not exactly, '' said Sid. `` Lynn, do you need to differentiate them a little more about our lilliputian group and what makes it unique ? ``

'' wellspring, Dave, '' Lynn said, `` The elder around here had become bored to Death with the status quo aliveness here in the neighborhood. The Florida life-style is fine, but it becomes cold awfully quick. Anyway, we started a radical to add some spice to our lives, particularly our honey lives. Tim and Candie Saunders next to you were the ringleaders and started a 'senior swinger societal club .'You know, have consensual sex in the open with the others in the group. '' She paused, then continued, `` What do you think ? Is this something that you might be interested in joining as a dyad. ``

I was completely stunned. This was certainly not something we would consume ever suspected from our apparently perceived conservative neighbor. Carolyn was staggered as well, her jaw dropping in total surprise as she stared at Lynn.

Sid laughed and said `` Not what you expected, is it ? There are four matrimonial couplet that are part of our footling group and we are all your neighbour.

I was somewhat shocked and bewildered by this news program. I sipped on my drink for a while, trying to sort out this maturation in my mind. After a few moments I asked, `` Well, who are the others in your little grouping ? ``

Lynn said `` Tim and Candie Saunders and Doctor Ken Milner and his wife Jan. You have n't met them, but they have that large theater on the other side of the Saunders. They 've been on a spell of EEC for some time, but will be back in a week or so. ''

'' Oh, Jeff and Jerri Overton are in, as well. '' interjected Sid. `` They were hippies way back when and were tramp before the full term was probably invented. '' Jeff is still working part-time at the technology business firm on Route One in Ithiel Town and Jerri is still teaching music. ``

Sid said `` If we 've correctly accounted for everyone, that would throw four couples and if you join that will be five. However, I do n't think we 've ever had a swinging company with all the couples attending. It 's usually been only two or three couple at any one political party. As you 've probably concluded, all of us are mature, between 52 and 64, and most of us are retired.

I looked at my wife and she shrugged her shoulders in unbelief, a stunned and bewildered look on her look.

I paused and then said `` Are you two grave ? Are you really serious ? ``

Lynn smiled and responded, `` Oh, quite serious .... and I think you two would be a rattling improver to the group. ``

We sat for a few understood moments and Lynn refreshed our swallow while all this began to sink in.

I said `` When do you guys want to cause an result from us ? ``

'' Well, how about this : Why do n't you talk about it overnight, '' said Sid. `` Perhaps you could join us for dinner tomorrow night. We can have a few drink, some effective wine-coloured, a dainty dinner, and then you can tell us your conclusion. If you feel uncomfortable and decide not to participate, that 's just o.k. with us and we 'll all continue Quaker. ''

Carolyn and I walked back to our house, still trying to compass what we had just encountered. We talked about it and I must admit, I found the prospects to be intriguing and commove. We were n't prudes and had various opportunity for a slight `` playtime '' with others ... one and couples ... early in our matrimony. However, once we had kids, we had stopped all our sexual escapades. Carolyn was a great deal more hesitant to get involved at our age than I was. We reached no stopping point and decided to kip on it.

All next day we mulled over the pass, again not reaching any conclusion. Finally, we decided that we would attend the dinner, ask further questions, and then make our decision.

That next evening we walked across to the Dixon 's firm and were escorted into the living way by Sid while Lynn finished off diner preparations. Carolyn offered to help and conjoin her in the kitchen. Sid and I sipped Bourbon and chatted about play for several minutes with the female child out of the room.

Lynn eventually called us to the tabular array for an absolutely sumptuous fish dinner party. Lynn was a very talkative, chatty cleaning lady and obviously loved innuendo expressions and doubled entendre, frequently using terms involving sex throughout the dinner. I must admit, her colorful narration and trick throughout dinner kept all of us laughing.

We adjourned to the living room for after-dinner beverage and discussion. The Dixons told us about the swinging life-style they had experienced since they had retired to Florida and how much fun they were having by being involved with the chemical group in the cul-de-sac. Lynn reiterated that every twain on our end of the street were involved.

'' How did you first get involved ? '' I asked.

'' Well, Tim and Candie Saunders, really seduced us the first prison term, '' Sid chuckled, `` and then introduced us to the others in the group. ''

Tim and Candie were actually the couple living following threshold to us. Tim was a universal contractile organ, while Candie .... her name was really Candice ... was a nurse who had recently retired from the local hospital. Although they were closing to us on the street, they had been out of town a good deal of the clock time we had been working on the house and we had only a passing friend with them.

Lynn explained how they became involved with the Saunders. Tim and Candie had taken them to dinner one night and they all had gotten well lubricated with liquor. During the evening, Tim had asked Lynn if she liked to dance, which she did indeed. Consequently, they went dancing at respective post around township for a couple of hours.

Sid said, `` When we got back to the Saunders'home, we sat in their living elbow room, Lynn with the Tim and Candie with me. The twinkle were low and after chatting briefly, I saw Tim kissing Lynn 's neck and caressing her trunk with his hired hand. For some reasonableness, I did n't get jealous, but took the opportunity to passionately kiss Candie. After a few more transactions, Candie grabbed my hand and slipped it under the hem of her skirt. That was too much of an invitation for me. I quickly began to push Candie 's doll up and slipped my hired man up the interior of her second joint. Her panties were already wet. ''

Lynn picked up the narrative, `` Tim and I had been kissing for quite some clip, becoming more and More passionate. He then suggested that we should leave Sid and Candie alone. He then mentioned that he had something to show me in the bedroom. How 's that for a lead-in to a seduction ?, '' she chuckled. `` Anyway, once we got to the bedroom, he immediately began to snog me and began to strip off my wearing apparel. I was amazed that I did n't stop him and was actually totally aroused by what was happening. ``

Sid smiled and led to a summarization of the conquest, `` I do n't call up we need to go into any great contingent, but suffice to say that the evening had been an exceptional, sexually rewarding encounter. That was only the beginning and, I must admit, Lynn and I have been addicted to the vacillation life-style ever since. ''

The after-dinner drinking along with the two nursing bottle of wine over dinner had all of us feeling no pain whatsoever. Lynn suggested that we turn on some euphony and do some dance in the living room. She refilled our drunkenness and Sid turned on his exceptional sound system. The music was soft, sluggish, and animal, encouraging close contact between the dancing couples. We probably danced for almost an minute. During that time we exchanged dance partners several times, but I could see that Carolyn and Sid were definitely getting along marvelously. Carolyn is 5'5 '' tall, slender, with humble but well take form tit. She said that the small white meat were a blessing when she got into her fifties, since she had no sagging problem as did many of her Friend. Without doubt, however, was the fact that her most attractive feature was her bosomy ass and her long, shapely peg.

On that particular night she was wearing a scant, yellow sundress with a shoulder strap wrapped around her neck opening. I noticed that Carolyn and Sid were dancing extremely finis and he had cupped his hands on her delicious ass while they danced. Lynn whispered to me, `` Dave, is it all rightfulness with you ; I mean, if Sid tries to make Carolyn. '' I thought for a while and then responded by saying `` Well, that 's really Carolyn 's decision to make, but we 'll just see how that progresses ''. I noticed that Sid had a particularly wicked grin on his aspect while Carolyn had a familiar animal smile as they pressed their bodies together.

Lynn took hold of my hands and directed them to her ass, grinding her pelvis into me and crushing her generous tits into my breast saying, `` How about you ? Do you think that I could make this eve really exciting for you ? '' I suggested that we sit a dance out and just watch our married person. Lynn sat side by side to me and started rubbing my erect cock through my bloomers. My deal went to her generous tit and we kissed a long, deep, sensual candy kiss. I watched through partially unsympathetic eye as Sid and Carolyn sat on the other put diametrical us. The two were soon passionately kissing and Sid was aggressively caressing Carolyn 's physical structure. I watched as his hand slid up under the hem of her sun dress, pushing the fabric up as he began to gently stroke her pussy through her silky pantie.

After a few minutes I heard Sid ask Carolyn, `` Carolyn, why do n't we go in the other room. I have something you may find concern. '' She giggled. and said `` Sid, are you trying to seduce me ? ''

He just smiled, stood her up, turned her around, and pulled the knot in the shoulder strap that held up the top of her dress. His script slipped her dress down to her waist, exposing her lacy bra-covered knocker. His custody cupped her knocker and gently pinched her nipples through the lace decorated fabric. Carolyn looked over toward me and I responded with a smile of my own. Sid guided her toward the manse at the far side of the living room. Just before Carolyn went into the hall leading to the bedroom she turned, her optic questioning my acceptance of what was to obviously happen. I nodded my promontory and gave her a knowing wink.

Lynn rose up from the sofa. `` Are you indisputable that everything about this is all right with you ? ''

I smiled and responded `` Oh yeah, I just hope that Carolyn enjoys herself. ``

'' I would n't worry about that, '' Lynn giggled, `` I 'm sure that Sid will occupy very practiced care of her. He has a overnice seven-incher that has never failed to fulfil me or anyone else. Why do n't we present them a few mo and then we can go and fit on them. ''

I was sitting on the couch with Lynn standing directly in front of me. I slipped my hands up her leg and felt her pussy through her already soggy panties. I gently slipped them down her legs to the flooring and she kicked them aside. That accomplished, she raised one foot onto the redact, giving me much full access code between her legs.

As I gently slipped my fingers into her wet stroke, she pulled her dress up and off. Her script slipped around to unclasp her bra and drop it to her carpeting. Lynn now stood completely naked in battlefront of me. I gently slipped my bequeath hand up her breadbasket to caress her full breasts, while gently probing her pussy with my fingers and stroking her clitoris with my thumb. Lynn responded by moaning and rocking her hips, driving her cunt against my prying finger.

By now my rigid prick was straining to be released from the confines of my khakis. I pulled her down and sat her on the sofa as I knelt on the floor between her spread out legs. I was going to savor eating the deliciously saturated pussy of this strikingly beautiful mature fair sex. I dove into her cut with exuberance, alternating between thrusting my natural language between her pussy backtalk and sucking her clitoris.

After a few brief present moment her pussy began to strain against my probing oral cavity. I slipped my fingers back into her separatrix and started to fingerfuck her with my fingers, while I eagerly continued sucking her clit. She arched her back against the sofa, thrusting her pussy hard against my fingerbreadth while I sucked and licked her clit. Suddenly she achieved her orgasm. `` Oh fuck ! Ohhh ! Ohhh ! Ohhh !. '' I felt her pussy clench and spasm around my finger as she writhed and squirmed, reaching her first sexual climax of the night. second later she collapsed backward on the lounge, a wide grin tracing her face. `` Oh, Dave ! That was marvelous ! Oh, my ! You have a very talented natural language ! ''

I slipped my knitting shirt off over my head and stripped off my knickers and Boxer. I shoved my rigid shaft toward her, knowing that I seriously needed some release of my own. Lynn shook her fountainhead, `` No, not just yet, Dave. Let 's just go and see how well Carolyn and Sid are getting along. ``

I ran my hand over her delightful ass as we walked toward the bedroom and she gripped my stiff and persistent cock. Once at the bedroom door, I saw that Sid 's face was buried in my wife 's pussy. He had her second joint spread around his caput, giving him complete access to her luscious naked body. Carolyn was moaning and thrusting against his face with increasing urging. Suddenly she achieved her climax, screaming as the orgasm thundered through her body. `` Ohhhhh ! Oh, piece of tail ! '' she wailed as the vividness of the coming rushed through her body.

Eventually the climax faded and her physical structure suddenly went limp. Sid gently worked his way up her torso, licking and kissing, lingering at her small-scale breasts in ordination suckle at her tremendously elongated nipples. I watched as his hard pecker rubbed and traced along her pussy lips. She responded by opening her legs wider and thrusting her diagonal toward his probing dick.

He reached down to gently rub his cockhead against her mucky slice. `` Carolyn, do you require me to put my peter in your kitty-cat ? Do you desire me to fuck you ? '' Carolyn strained to savvy his cock with her pussy as she nodding her caput. `` assure me what you want me to do, Carolyn, '' he asked. `` Tell me exactly what you want me to do. ``

'' I want you to screw me ! '' she moaned in sexually aroused overload. `` I want you to stand by your pecker in me ! I want you to fuck my mental capacity out ! ''

Sid immediately thrust forward, slowly rocking his hips toward her anxiously waiting cunt. I watched as his rigid cock firmly disappeared into my wife 's slice, then re-emerged, glistening wet. With his back thrust he buried his dick deeply inside her. He fucked her with increasing intensity as Carolyn 's hands grabbed his ass, firmly pulling him in and out of her.

As the pace increased, she began squealing in sexual arousal. `` Oh get it on me, Sid ! Oh fuck ! Oh, fuck ! Ohhhhhhhh ! '' I could see his hard turncock, thrusting deep into her while I knew that she was trying to get the picture his dick with her pussy, endeavoring to hold it trench inside her with each thrust. I smiled, remembering that luscious experience from many nooky over the geezerhood. I 'm sure Sid was enjoying the experience as much as she was !

I suddenly realized that Lynn had sucked my turncock into her rima oris. Mmmmmmm ! Her velvety lips were incessantly sucking on my corpse shaft, her tongue caressing the undersurface of my cock. She was an prodigious whoreson, and although I always love a ripe blowjob, I was thoroughly aroused and need a grievous fuck. I reluctantly pulled her to her human foot and guided her to the adjoining Edgar Albert Guest sleeping accommodation.

We were both thoroughly stimulated and ready to have it away. Lynn scrambled onto the client way bed as we entered the room. She quickly lay on her back, slipping a pillow under her ass to prepare an improved slant of penetration for me. She hurriedly spread her peg, opening her oozing slash while I knelt between her thighs and positioned my turncock at the entrance to her eager pussy. As I pushed into her waiting bitch, I felt her slash bolt up my rigid tool until my ballock rebounded off her ass.

Lynn was already on the verge of another orgasm. Her body started to shudder and tremble in anticipation after I had thrust only a few rich strokes into her clinching pussy. `` piece of ass me, now ! '' she moaned, `` Fuck me, Dave ! screwing me ! fucking me ! Fuck me ... hard and deep ! ''. Her ravenous pussy was clinching and squeezing my prick as I rammed into her. The compounding of her surging trunk and her screaming of overwhelming intimate passion, brought me to the verge of my own orgasm.

Lynn 's torso began to tense as she rapidly approached another climax. She enthusiastically clutched my ass and held me firmly while I drove my cock in and out of her. Lynn suddenly pulled me recondite inside her, grinding her renal pelvis against my stab.

'' Cum in me ! Cum in me, NOW ! Oh, FUCK MEEEEE ! '' She squealed.

Her snatch seemed to be actually sucking me ever deeper into her. By now I was pounding into her with very rapid, short strokes. Then I reached my own orgasm and began pumping my boiling ejaculate into her pulse kitty. `` Aaarrgghhh ! ! '' I moaned, `` Oh fuck ! Oh fuck ! Oh nookie ! ``, my superheated turncock jerking as the creamy sperm flooded her sodden bitch.

Once our sexual climax had subsided, we lay for long minutes, gasping for breath as the intimate excess gradually receded from our temporarily exhausted physical structure. Lynn lay in my arms, her principal nestled against my bureau. Her heavy tits were heaving as her body trembled slightly, flushed with the exhilaration of our encounter. I reached down and surveyed the puffy lip of her pussy, my digit slipping inside the silky, soaked curtain raising. `` Hmmm, Lynn. Your pussy feels well fucked, '' I said softly. `` How are you doing ? '' I asked.

'' Mmmmm, '' she murmured, `` Never better. Thank you for a fabulous piece of ass. '' After a few serenity mo she continued, `` Why do n't we join Carolyn and Sid. ''

We walked through the household and eventually found Sid and Carolyn in the kitchen, both completely naked as they prepared fresh round of drinks of boozing. Carolyn smiled and easily slipped into my unresolved arms. `` How you doing, darling '' I asked.

'' Fantastic ! I had a wonderful clock time. I just had so many good orgasms, '' she responded enthusiastically. `` Do you cognise, I think I could actually get to like this swapping illegitimate enterprise ! We peeked in on you and Lynn and you two seemed to be thoroughly enjoying yourselves. '' she replied with a sly wink.

We sat in the living elbow room, commenting on how we felt so much stuffy to one another. After nearly half an hour we finally finished our drink and Sid suggested that we take a communal shower. We all seemed to agree that it was necessity and could also be enjoyable !

The four of us all slipped into their tumid `` Florida-style '' shower, giggling as we enjoyed the warm, penetrating nebuliser. Of course, there was a significant sum of money of caressing and groping among us while we cleaned up. Sid and Carolyn were first to step out of the shower, dry with the downlike towels and return to the living room. Lynn and I took a few arcminute longer to get dry and join the others. When we entered the living room we saw Sid and Carolyn on the couch, both naked and eagerly caressing one another.

Sid was suckling at my married woman 's juicy breasts, while his fingerbreadth easily slid in and out of her anxiously moist pussy. At the Same time he gently used his thumb to stroke and fondle her clitoris. Carolyn leaned her heading against the backrest of the couch, her oculus closed and sensually moaning as she savored his probing thrusts and suckling lips. Lynn was slightly in the lead-in as we entered the living room. She paused in order to determine Carolyn and her husband as he caressed her anxious body.

I slipped up behind her, allowing my cock to breathe in the chap of her ass as it hardened. My hands glided around her to fondle her deliciously entire, welcoming bosom. We watched our spouses enjoying one another for a few minutes when I took one hand down, grasped my cock and rubbed it between her legs and against her pussy.

Sid pushed Carolyn back on the couch and crouched between her legs. He lifted her ass up giving him effective access to eff her deeply and quickly positioned his cock, gently rubbing the cockhead against her silken puss as he prepared to riddle her pussy. He lifted each of her legs, spreading them apart as he positioned them on his articulatio humeri and his rigid cock prodded against the rim of her unquiet stroke. When his cockhead pierced her pussy, he shoved himself all the way in. He then began to rhythmically love in and out of her, gradually increasing in pace and intensity.

Lynn 's cunt was extremely wet as she rubbed back against my cock. She looked back at me over her shoulder and said, `` I want you to fuck me again. I want you to fuck me now ! '' I pushed her onto her hands and knees on the level and crouched behind her as we continued to follow our spouses fucking on the couch. Bracing herself on one arm, the fingerbreadth of Lynn 's barren hand found her tits, stroking and fondling wildly as she rammed back against my thrusting cock. I grabbed her rosehip and began plunging my cock in and out of her luscious and dampish pussy.

I watched with arousing delight as my wife was earnestly fucked by Sid and I slid my dick into his wife 's pussycat. Oh, man ! The tone was fantastic ! We each watched the others in this unrestrained, wonton sexual action. Collectively we were building toward a awesome grouping sexual climax !

Carolyn was the start to get hold of her coming, her spasming pussy endeavoring to tie Sid 's cock ever deeper into her writhing body. `` Ohhhhhhh, Sid '' she moaned, `` Fuck me ! screw me ! Fuck me good ! '' Sid hit bottom and held firm as his organic structure shuddered and trembled. I could sense the pounding of his cock as he flooded her cunt with his creamy semen. Carolyn 's moans slowly subsided as she descended from her climax.

By now Lynn was fucking back against my pounding pecker and quickly triggered my orgasm. I howled in release as my sperm cell burst free, flowing cryptical into Lynn 's bore, sucking kitty-cat. That alone sent Lynn over the border, screaming in sexual release as her own juice flooded down to join mine.

We finally all collapsed, slipping into a legal brief period of rejuvenating sleep. It took quite a few minutes for us to regain, but we finally did.

Lynn turned to us, `` Well, '' she asked quietly. `` Have you decided to join our little group ? ``

Carolyn giggled, `` Oh, yes. I think that you 've convinced us. Count us in ! ``

Just like that, we became extremity of the locality senior swinger mixer club. Our life sentence would never be the same, as the succeeding weeks revealed..