She then playfully pushed me away asking "Holy s**t, Scott, if you don't answer me, should I take silence as yes?" I didn't utter a word, I just stared at her with blankness. This was driving her insane. Just when I didn't think she could take another second, I formulated an answer. My answer had multiple intentions. Number one, I began to think that if she played in any capacity with another man, my conscience would be clear for what I had just done, or at least we'd be kind of even. Number two, I genuinely agreed in part with much of what Marie had told me minutes before. As she patiently waited with raised brow, I blurted "Listen. We've been invited to a party this evening, and before you say anything, they all know we aren't swingers. We aren't going to be obligated to do a thing. They
