What Are Friends For?

"Yeah, that's what I mean. Despite what you are thinking, I bet it would turn you on big time. It worked for me."

"I don't think so," I replied firmly.

"Aw c'mon. All I'm asking is that you think about it. You fucking Mae was a wonderful experience for the three of us. It was a win-win-win situation. It would be the same with you watching me with Ron."

"No."

"He's your best friend, and you fucked his wife. The least you could do is consider repaying him with your own wife. That's what friends are for."

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