-THEY DID EXIST ! Hank and Helen part two.
Another reminder----- No way in hell could I remember all of the details of these stories if I hadn't made notes and written much of it soon after the events happened. These stories were mostly written years ago for other forums and private letters. Most of this info was never meant for public viewing. Please don't tell dad!
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---Was it karma or that kinky angel of mine? We’d met a kid, too young, 20 year old Mikey. Then some of his barely legal friends. Next it was something totally uncalled for and shocking, teasing two older Mexican guys working in a public diner. Because Dollie was loving those young fingers in her c*nt we had a dilemma. Too many kids and realizing we’d been taking too great of chances in public.
---Before this time and most of our lives we played our games with men our ages or much older. Old men are kinky. I know, now I are one! Dollie was loving this change to kids. In our mid 40’s these were kids. Still we tried to keep within legal age limits. Mikey actually looked older than a couple of his 22 year old friends. Thanks to those two 60+ men we ended up at Hank’s Strip Club. Thinking back it’s hard to believe we did many of those things.
----Hank and Helen had looked for years for their dream couple. Someone they could trust to fingerfuck Helen and fondle her tits without ending up wanting to fuck. Of course they were searching for the same kind of partner for Hank. For them owning a small strip club was perfect. Still they were missing the variety, surprise, and challenges we lived. For us it was like fishing. Even a bad day could be fun.
----Finding that special couple was a simple task. But it wasn’t such a simple thing to do. We’d all met and dated the perfect couples repeatedly. It always ended up in arguments and sneaky attempts to fuck. Dollie and I had given up long ago. We were perfectly happy just playing our games and taking that rare opportunity to play our fingerfucking games with random strangers. Until the 80’s success didn’t happen often. When it did we were taking a great risk in Dollie being ****d or us being arrested. The past few vacations were unreal. It just seems like Dollie was wearing a sign “finger me.” Most likely it was what she wasn’t wearing that worked.
----Yes, Hank and Helen, Dollie and Denny, finally found the idea partners. With nearly every one we met it never lasted. We’d stayed with Helen and Hank or camped at the RV park nearby many times from about 1984 to maybe summer 1987, keeping in touch by letters and phone.
--By early 1988 seems like their phone was disconnected and letters returned. On our last trip up there, maybe 1988, the strip club was abandoned and their house had a for sale sign out front. No more Helen and Hank. No more perfect fingerfucking friends. Another chapter in our kinky lives closed. Even the Mexican restaurant, ex-fast food joint, was little more than a shell of a building in a weed covered parking lot. But there were still the good memories. Let's go back for a few more games with Hank and Helen.