IT'S FUN TO STAY AT THE YMCA
In the early 1980s I knew a guy whose young wife was an Assistant Director of a YMCA. She was a pretty, leggy, busty brunette. I know that she taught swimming as well as aerobics classes, and I’d love to have visited her at her job and watched the guys checking her out in bathing suits and leotards. She also told me that this YMCA rented out rooms to men, and she said that some of those guys were pretty creepy.
Then one Friday evening I stopped by this guy's home, just as his wife was leaving for work. She said that the YMCA rented out the whole place overnight to a scout troop, and she had to stay there all night with them as the sole YMCA employee. My mind went through a million fantasies of what potentially might have been going on all night with the wife alone with the scout masters in the pool and gym, and the residents up in the rooms.
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