It was certainly not what we expected at that finical stage of our lives. Unbelievably, my wife and I found ourselves in the middle of a `` swinging modus vivendi '' group in our mature years. incredible ! Perhaps I better give some background on us, our circumstances, and what led us to this way of lifetime just a few years ago.

My name is Dave Stewart. I was in my early sixties at the sentence that the following series of incidents occurred and had been married to my wife Carolyn for more than thirty twelvemonth. I had retired from the Army as a lieutenant colonel in my early forties and was able to apply my skill in logistics to a second career in the business domain with a multi-modal logistics party in Raleigh.

After many days of service there, my regional firm was bought-out by a prominent, multi-national Transportation-Logistics corp. The new owners were intending to take a unlike corporate approach path with the firm, yet offered all those senior employees with to a greater extent than 20 years of service and who were over age 60 the opportunity to withdraw too soon on a slightly reduced annuity. That was a no-brainer for me. I already had my army pension and the retirement check from the byplay would certainly ply a handsome income.

Just about the Saami time my wife, a senior nursing executive program at a regional aesculapian essence, was informed that the facility would undergo an organizational restructuring. Staff penis with Sir Thomas More than 35 geezerhood of Service were offered good retirement benefit, opening up elder positions to younger employees. Carolyn had been hired straight out of nursing shoal and had been working at various of the infirmary 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 funds front, we were pretty well established, too. I had started investing a pocket-size part of my pay way back when I first was a stain new second lieutenant in the regular army. During the balance of my career I had continued the praxis of investing a few spare dollar sign each pay stop, turning all my investments over to an old brotherhood brother of mine from UNC. He had indeed done a good job as an investment counselor, because by the time of my indorsement retirement, we had a very large, sound, and diversified portfolio.

We decided that it might be in our best interest to buy a beach theatre in Everglade State as a 2nd home. We had paid off our nursing home in Walter Raleigh, so we had money to put. Florida was in the land side of one of the patronise `` prop roller coaster rides '' the province seems to experience. Consequently, it was a buyers-market. We found the perfect household on the Atlantic Ocean seacoast south of St. Augustine. It was a foreclosure and did need some workplace, but it was a tremendous bargain.

The firm was on a cul-de-sac on a roadblock island Dixie of the urban center. The cul-de-sac was actually on a small peninsula projecting into the marshlands along the Intracostal Waterway. So, although the beach theatre was n't on an Atlantic beach, it was only a short paseo to the ocean and still on a organic structure of urine.

We closed on the family and decided that we 'd spend most of our metre in our Frederick North Carolina mansion, but would have shop visit to our beach sign. We would split our clip between our two home as we felt the urge.

During our get-go few weeks in the beach family we were focused on renovation to the structure. The neighbor were very helpful, both with help and the loanword of all important shaft. We got to know nearly of them somewhat, but really did n't ingest the opportunity to become closer. However, that was soon to change.

Sid Dixon had helped me many multiplication during the full stop of our restoration. The Dixons lived directly across the cul-de-sac from our beach star sign in a large house, with exceptional landscaping and a large screened-in pocket billiards between the star sign and the Marsh leading to the Intracoastal. He was a retired engineer who had moved to Florida from Pennsylvania a few old age before. A dear looking man in his sixties, physically fit and was an avid tennis role player and an exceptional golfer. He was soft-spoken and about 5 infantry ten or so, with salt and Madagascar pepper whisker and neatly trimmed beard. His wife, Lynn, was a strikingly good looking womanhood. She was in her late fifties, tall ... probably 5 groundwork 8 ... with attractively styled, long, brown pilus. She was deliciously zaftig, just a little chunky in the waist, but with a curvy ass, and nicely shaped leg. Her vibrant personality was always cheerful and lively.

Lynn Dixon called us late one good afternoon and asked us to derive on over to their business firm as it was metre for cocktails and an chance to socialise. We agreed, washed up from our renovation oeuvre, and walked across the cul-de-sac to their attractive home.

Lynn met us at the door and gracefully guided us to the terrace deck 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 long time earlier, anticipating moving to Florida when he retired from the engineering house. Lynn had been a social proletarian for the Department of State of Pennsylvania and retired herself as soon as she became eligible. Once that had been accomplished, they moved to FL and built their retreat house.

We talked about a wide variety of content and enjoyed the opportunity to determine much more about our neighbors, their house, and their interests. After some time, Sid paused and then began to manoeuvre the conversation in a totally different and unexpected steering. `` Dave, we 'd like to discuss something with you and Carolyn. It 's quite personal and somewhat of a spiritualist matter. ''

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

'' Well, we are members of a alone region senior 's chemical group. '' He paused briefly, and then continued, `` Lynn and I would like to further you to participate, as well. ''

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

The two of them chuckled. `` fountainhead, not exactly, '' said Sid. `` Lynn, do you desire to tell them a little more about our piddling chemical group and what makes it unique ? ``

'' wellspring, Dave, '' Lynn said, `` The senior around here had become bored to death with the status quo life here in the locality. The Florida life-style is hunky-dory, but it becomes moth-eaten awfully quick. Anyway, we started a group to add some spice to our lives, particularly our love lives. Tim and Candie Saunders next to you were the ringleaders and started a 'senior tramp societal nine .'You know, have consensual sex in the open with the others in the mathematical group. '' She paused, then continued, `` What do you think ? Is this something that you might be interested in joining as a couple. ``

I was completely stunned. This was certainly not something we would stimulate ever suspected from our apparently perceived button-down neighbors. 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 married couples that are part of our little group and we are all your neighbors.

I was somewhat appalled and bewildered by this news show. I sipped on my drink for a piece, trying to screen out this ontogeny in my mind. After a few moments I asked, `` Well, who are the others in your niggling group ? ``

Lynn said `` Tim and Candie Saunders and MD Ken Milner and his wife Jan. You have n't met them, but they have that bombastic house on the other face of the Saunders. They 've been on a tour of Europe for some sentence, but will be back in a calendar week or so. ''

'' Oh, Jeff and Jerri Overton are in, as well. '' interjected Sid. `` They were hippie way back when and were swingers before the full term was probably invented. '' Jeff is still working part-time at the engine room business firm on itinerary One in township and Jerri is still teaching medicine. ``

Sid said `` If we 've correctly accounted for everyone, that would make four pair and if you join that will be five. However, I do n't imagine we 've ever had a swinging party with all the couples attending. It 's usually been only two or three distich 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 married woman and she shrugged her berm in disbelief, a astonied and bewildered flavour on her facial expression.

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

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

We sat for a few silent present moment and Lynn refreshed our drunkenness while all this began to bury in.

I said `` When do you rib want to have an solution from us ? ``

'' Well, how about this : Why do n't you lecture about it overnight, '' said Sid. `` Perhaps you could join us for dinner tomorrow night. We can have a few drinks, some dear wine, a nice dinner, and then you can tell us your conclusion. If you feel uncomfortable and decide not to participate, that 's just ok with us and we 'll all rest friends. ''

Carolyn and I walked back to our sign of the zodiac, still trying to grasp what we had just encountered. We talked about it and I must admit, I found the prospects to be scheme and arouse. We were n't puritan and had several opportunity for a little `` playtime '' with others ... singles and couples ... early in our matrimony. However, once we had kids, we had stopped all our sexual escapade. Carolyn was a great flock more hesitant to get involved at our age than I was. We reached no determination and decided to sleep on it.

All side by side day we mulled over the crack, again not reaching any finis. Finally, we decided that we would pay heed the dinner, ask boost enquiry, and then make our decision.

That next eve we walked across to the Dixon 's household and were escorted into the living elbow room by Sid while Lynn finished off buffet car grooming. Carolyn offered to help and joined her in the kitchen. Sid and I sipped Bourbon dynasty and chatted about mutant for respective moment with the girls out of the room.

Lynn eventually called us to the board for an absolutely sumptuous fish dinner. Lynn was a very chatty, chatty woman and obviously loved insinuation expressions and double entendre, frequently using price involving sex throughout the dinner. I must admit, her colored narration and antics throughout dinner kept all of us laughing.

We adjourned to the living elbow room for after-dinner crapulence and discussion. The Dixons told us about the swinging life style they had experienced since they had retired to Everglade State and how much fun they were having by being involved with the chemical group in the cul-de-sac. Lynn reiterated that every couple 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 time, '' Sid chuckled, `` and then introduced us to the others in the mathematical group. ''

Tim and Candie were actually the match living next door to us. Tim was a universal contractor, while Candie .... her figure was really Candice ... was a nanny who had recently retired from the local hospital. Although they were close to us on the street, they had been out of town much of the time we had been working on the sign and we had only a passing acquaintance 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 booze. During the eve, Tim had asked Lynn if she liked to dance, which she did indeed. Consequently, they went dancing at several space around town for a couple of hours.

Sid said, `` When we got back to the Saunders'house, we sat in their animation room, Lynn with the Tim and Candie with me. The lights were low and after chatting briefly, I saw Tim kissing Lynn 's neck opening and caressing her body with his deal. For some reasonableness, I did n't get jealous, but took the chance to passionately buss Candie. After a few more than minutes, Candie grabbed my hand and slipped it under the hem of her wench. That was too much of an invitation for me. I quickly began to advertise Candie 's skirt up and slipped my hand up the interior of her thighs. Her panties were already wet. ''

Lynn picked up the narrative, `` Tim and I had been kissing for quite some time, becoming Thomas More and More passionate. He then suggested that we should go away Sid and Candie alone. He then mentioned that he had something to show me in the sleeping room. How 's that for a lead-in to a conquest ?, '' she chuckled. `` Anyway, once we got to the sleeping room, he immediately began to buss me and began to uncase off my clothes. I was amazed that I did n't hold back him and was actually totally aroused by what was happening. ``

Sid smiled and led to a summarization of the seduction, `` I do n't conceive we need to go into any great detail, but suffice to say that the eve 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 lifestyle ever since. ''

The after-dinner drinks along with the two bottles of wine over dinner had all of us feeling no pain in the ass whatsoever. Lynn suggested that we turn on some music and do some saltation in the living way. She refilled our drunkenness and Sid turned on his exceptional strait organization. The music was soft, slow, and carnal, encouraging close-fitting tangency between the dancing couples. We probably danced for almost an hour. During that time we exchanged saltation cooperator several times, but I could see that Carolyn and Sid were definitely getting along marvelously. Carolyn is 5'5 '' tall, slender, with small but well forge breasts. She said that the small breasts were a blessing when she got into her fifties, since she had no sagging problem as did many of her friend. Without uncertainty, however, was the fact that her most attractive feature was her curvy ass and her longsighted, shapely legs.

On that particular Night she was wearing a unforesightful, icteric sundress with a strap wrapped around her cervix. I noticed that Carolyn and Sid were dancing extremely closemouthed and he had cupped his hands on her delightful ass while they danced. Lynn whispered to me, `` Dave, is it all redress with you ; I mean, if Sid tries to seduce 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 expression while Carolyn had a familiar spirit fleshly smile as they pressed their bodies together.

Lynn took detention of my hands and directed them to her ass, grinding her pelvis into me and crushing her generous tits into my dresser saying, `` How about you ? Do you recall that I could have this even really exciting for you ? '' I suggested that we sit a terpsichore out and just follow our partner. Lynn sat next to me and started rubbing my erect cock through my pant. My hands went to her generous boob and we kissed a tenacious, deep, sensual kiss. I watched through partially closed eyes as Sid and Carolyn sat on the other couch antonym us. The two were soon passionately kissing and Sid was aggressively caressing Carolyn 's trunk. I watched as his handwriting slid up under the hem of her sun dress, pushing the fabric up as he began to gently stroke her twat through her silklike panties.

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 retrieve interesting. '' 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 strap that held up the top of her garb. His hands slipped her wearing apparel down to her waistline, exposing her lacy bra-covered breast. His hands cupped her tits and gently pinched her nipples through the lace decorated fabric. Carolyn looked over toward me and I responded with a grin of my own. Sid guided her toward the anteroom at the far side of the aliveness room. Just before Carolyn went into the hallway leading to the bedroom she turned, her eyes questioning my espousal of what was to obviously chance. I nodded my head and gave her a knowing split second.

Lynn rose up from the couch. `` 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 care about that, '' Lynn giggled, `` I 'm sure that Sid will take very good forethought of her. He has a dainty seven-incher that has never failed to satisfy me or anyone else. Why do n't we give them a few minutes and then we can go and check on them. ''

I was sitting on the couch with Lynn standing directly in presence of me. I slipped my hands up her leg and felt her slit through her already quaggy scanty. I gently slipped them down her ramification to the flooring and she kicked them aside. That accomplished, she raised one foot onto the lounge, giving me much proficient entree between her branch.

As I gently slipped my fingers into her wet stroke, she pulled her frock up and off. Her manus slipped around to unclasp her bra and pearl it to her carpet. Lynn now stood completely naked in forepart of me. I gently slipped my go forth hand up her stomach to caress her full-of-the-moon breasts, while gently probing her pussy with my finger and stroking her clitoris with my quarter round. Lynn responded by moaning and rocking her coxa, driving her cunt against my snoopiness fingerbreadth.

By now my rigid turncock was straining to be released from the confines of my khakis. I pulled her down and sat her on the couch as I knelt on the storey between her dislocate legs. I was going to bask eating the deliciously pure snatch of this strikingly beautiful mature woman. I dove into her slash with exuberance, alternating between thrusting my tongue between her cunt lips and sucking her clitoris.

After a few brief moments her pussy began to strive against my probing lip. I slipped my fingers back into her slice and started to fingerfuck her with my fingers, while I eagerly continued sucking her clit. She arched her back against the couch, thrusting her slit hard against my fingers while I sucked and licked her button. Suddenly she achieved her climax. `` Oh fuck ! Ohhh ! Ohhh ! Ohhh !. '' I felt her pussy clinch and muscle spasm around my finger's breadth as she writhed and squirmed, reaching her beginning orgasm of the night. bit later she collapsed backward on the lounge, a blanket grinning tracing her grimace. `` Oh, Dave ! That was grand ! Oh, my ! You have a very talented tongue ! ''

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

I ran my deal over her delicious ass as we walked toward the sleeping room and she gripped my clay and unyielding cock. Once at the bedroom threshold, I saw that Sid 's face was buried in my wife 's pussy. He had her thighs spread around his head, giving him stark access to her luscious naked body. Carolyn was moaning and thrusting against his cheek with increasing urgency. Suddenly she achieved her climax, screaming as the orgasm thundered through her body. `` Ohhhhh ! Oh, piece of tail ! '' she wailed as the intensity of the orgasm rushed through her physical structure.

Eventually the climax faded and her body suddenly went hitch. Sid gently worked his way up her dead body, licking and kissing, lingering at her small-scale breasts in order suckle at her tremendously stretch mamilla. I watched as his hard cock rubbed and traced along her purulent lip. She responded by opening her legs wider and thrusting her slice toward his probing dick.

He reached down to gently rub his cockhead against her squashy slash. `` Carolyn, do you desire me to put my cock in your pussy ? Do you want me to have it off you ? '' Carolyn strained to grasp his shaft with her pussy as she nodding her header. `` separate me what you want me to do, Carolyn, '' he asked. `` William Tell me exactly what you want me to do. ``

'' I want you to fuck me ! '' she moaned in sexually aroused overload. `` I want you to dumbfound your cock in me ! I want you to fuck my wit out ! ''

Sid immediately thrust forward, slowly rocking his hips toward her anxiously waiting kitty. I watched as his fixed cock firmly disappeared into my wife 's cut, then reappear, glistening wet. With his second thrust he buried his cock deeply inside her. He fucked her with increasing strength as Carolyn 's hands grabbed his ass, firmly pulling him in and out of her.

As the pace increased, she began squealing in sexual stimulation. `` Oh be intimate me, Sid ! Oh fuck ! Oh, fuck ! Ohhhhhhhh ! '' I could see his hard cock, thrusting oceanic abyss into her while I knew that she was trying to hold on his tool with her pussy, endeavoring to hold it mysterious inside her with each thrust. I smiled, remembering that delightful experience from many fuck over the years. I 'm certainly Sid was enjoying the experience as much as she was !

I suddenly realized that Lynn had sucked my cock into her back talk. Mmmmmmm ! Her velvety sassing were incessantly sucking on my corpse shaft, her tongue caressing the undersurface of my cock. She was an exceeding cocksucker, and although I always enjoy a ripe cock sucking, I was thoroughly aroused and need a grave screwing. I reluctantly pulled her to her pes and guided her to the adjoining Edgar Albert Guest sleeping accommodation.

We were both thoroughly stimulated and ready to bang. Lynn scrambled onto the guest elbow room bed as we entered the way. She quickly lay on her back, slipping a pillow under her ass to gear up an improved angle of penetration for me. She hurriedly spread her ramification, opening her oozing slash while I knelt between her thigh and positioned my cock at the entrance to her eager pussy. As I pushed into her waiting bitch, I felt her slash gobble up my rigid cock until my junkie rebounded off her ass.

Lynn was already on the threshold of another orgasm. Her body started to throb and tremble in anticipation after I had thrust only a few oceanic abyss throw into her clinching pussy. `` Fuck me, now ! '' she moaned, `` nookie me, Dave ! nookie me ! screwing me ! screwing me ... hard and deep ! ''. Her ravening twat was clinching and squeezing my cock as I rammed into her. The compounding of her surging body and her screech of overwhelming sexual passion, brought me to the brink of my own orgasm.

Lynn 's trunk 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 cryptical inside her, grinding her pelvic girdle against my thrusts.

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

Her pussy seemed to be actually sucking me ever deeper into her. By now I was pounding into her with very rapid, unawares strokes. Then I reached my own orgasm and began pumping my boiling seed into her pulsating pussy. `` Aaarrgghhh ! ! '' I moaned, `` Oh nookie ! Oh fuck ! Oh fuck ! ``, my superheated peter jerking as the creamy sperm flooded her soppy pussy.

Once our orgasms had subsided, we lay for long minutes, gasping for breath as the sexual excess gradually receded from our temporarily exhausted eubstance. Lynn lay in my munition, her capitulum nestled against my chest. Her large tits were heaving as her soundbox trembled slightly, flushed with the excitement of our clash. I reached down and surveyed the puffy backtalk of her pussy, my fingers slipping inside the silky, soaked opening. `` Hmmm, Lynn. Your pussycat flavour well fucked, '' I said softly. `` How are you doing ? '' I asked.

'' Mmmmm, '' she murmured, `` Never better. Thank you for a fabulous ass. '' After a few quiet moments she continued, `` Why do n't we unite Carolyn and Sid. ''

We walked through the house and eventually found Sid and Carolyn in the kitchen, both completely naked as they prepared invigorated turn of drinks. Carolyn smiled and easily slipped into my open weapons system. `` How you doing, darling '' I asked.

'' marvellous ! I had a wonderful time. I just had so many secure coming, '' she responded enthusiastically. `` Do you know, I think I could actually get to like this swapping noise ! 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 sustenance room, commenting on how we felt so much skinny to one another. After nearly half an hour we finally finished our drinks and Sid suggested that we take a communal exhibitor. We all seemed to jibe that it was necessity and could also be enjoyable !

The four of us all slipped into their large `` Florida-style '' shower, giggling as we enjoyed the warm, penetrating spray. Of grade, there was a significant measure of petting and groping among us while we cleaned up. Sid and Carolyn were first to maltreat out of the exhibitioner, dry with the fluffy towels and retort to the living room. Lynn and I took a few instant 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 wife 's juicy boob, while his fingerbreadth easily slid in and out of her apprehensively moist snatch. At the same meter he gently used his pollex to stroke and fondle her button. Carolyn leaned her point against the binding of the sofa, her oculus closed and sensually moaning as she savored his probing thrusts and suckling lips. Lynn was slightly in the steer as we entered the living room. She paused in order to view Carolyn and her husband as he caressed her dying consistency.

I slipped up behind her, allowing my dick to lie in the crack of her ass as it hardened. My manpower glided around her to caress her deliciously full, welcoming knocker. We watched our spouse enjoying one another for a few minutes when I took one handwriting down, grasped my cock and rubbed it between her pegleg and against her kitty-cat.

Sid pushed Carolyn back on the couch and crouched between her stage. He lifted her ass up giving him better access to have intercourse her deeply and quickly positioned his rooster, gently rubbing the cockhead against her silken puss as he prepared to permeate her twat. He lifted each of her legs, spreading them apart as he positioned them on his shoulders and his rigid turncock prodded against the sassing of her anxious solidus. When his cockhead pierced her pussy, he shoved himself all the way in. He then began to rhythmically eff in and out of her, gradually increasing in tempo and intensity.

Lynn 's cunt was extremely wet as she rubbed back against my cock. She looked back at me over her articulatio humeri and said, `` I want you to have intercourse me again. I want you to have it off me now ! '' I pushed her onto her hands and knees on the floor and crouched behind her as we continued to find out our married person fucking on the couch. Bracing herself on one arm, the finger of Lynn 's free hired hand found her bosom, stroking and fondling wildly as she rammed back against my thrusting cock. I grabbed her hips and began plunging my turncock in and out of her pleasant-tasting and moist pussy.

I watched with arousing pleasure as my married woman was earnestly fucked by Sid and I slid my prick into his wife 's pussy. Oh, man ! The feeling was grand ! We each watched the others in this unrestrained, wonton sexual natural process. Collectively we were building toward a awful group coming !

Carolyn was the first gear to extend to her orgasm, her spasming pussy endeavoring to draw Sid 's cock ever deeper into her writhing physical structure. `` Ohhhhhhh, Sid '' she moaned, `` Fuck me ! nookie me ! Fuck me thoroughly ! '' Sid hit bottom and held firm as his body shuddered and trembled. I could sense the pounding of his cock as he flooded her cunt with his creamy seed. Carolyn 's moan slowly subsided as she descended from her climax.

By now Lynn was fucking back against my pounding cock and quickly triggered my orgasm. I howled in release as my sperm bristle discharge, flowing thick into Lynn 's eager, sucking pussy. That alone sent Lynn over the edge, screaming in sexual release as her own juice flooded down to join mine.

We finally all collapsed, slipping into a brief period of rejuvenating sopor. It took quite a few moment for us to retrieve, but we finally did.

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

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

Just like that, we became members of the locality aged tramp societal club. Our lives would never be the same, as the succeeding weeks revealed..