[the 3rd degree]

Now, the rest of the story. Next time, I’ll try to make it shorter.

I was more than ready for what Day 3 at the ranch would provide, again “letting the night dictate what happens”. I saw Cici and Michelle on their side of the bar, doing their do. They would also walk to my side to talk a little, flirt a little, see how I am. But they already knew that answer. Later in the night, Matt the bartender & I were having a conversation on what was on the news. It was quite the engaging talk, when another voice inserted herself. She was another older woman who made some interesting points. Along the way, the conversation morphed from Matt & I to she & I, as we talked about other subjects, like our love for the History Channel & living outside the contiguous 48 states. The light in her eyes shined brightly as we talked, really drawing me in. I said, “And after all this, I still don’t know your name.” After a slight embarrassing blush, Anika introduced herself to me. I can hear the music in my head again & normally, this doesn’t happen on first meeting. It didn’t take me long to ask Anika if she & I could talk more in her room, but I had to take a bathroom break before we do. When I came out, I found Anika talking to Georgina. The blonde had a surprised look on her face as we got re-introduced. But it would be Anika & I walking down the hall. We got to her room to talk further. During our talk, I confessed to her that I was hoping to run into Georgina before my time is done. Funny thing was while I was in the bathroom, Anika & Georgina were chatting about how they might not get to party together, before Georgina left the next morning. You can see where this was going. So we went back to the bar to get Georgina & also since she left it, get Anika’s phone. Talk about letting the night dictate what happens next. So there we were; Anika, Georgina & me & another threesome on the table. I made an offer & they eagerly accepted. One of the things both wanted me to do was be their DJ, since I was one in another lifetime. They wanted to know what I’m hearing in my head. Well, I found out that it is not easy programming Anika’s Spotify with two passionate, extremely stimulated women coming at me. I also found out that Georgina had a confession of her own. She said that she was, in a playful tone, upset with me, because I didn’t go with her that first meeting. In her words, she wanted to “fuck me silly’ when she met me. I guess I’ll be making it up for that faux pas the next time. Needless to say, this threesome was far different. While Michelle & Cici were soothing & sensual, Anika & Georgina were primal, almost pornographic. & I enjoyed it all. I believe I’ve formed a new duo of pleasure.

Fourth & final day & I didn’t know if I had the funds &/or horny for one more party. At least I had options. But on this night, Michelle was entertaining & Anika had laundry. That left Cici, perched at her end of the bar. But before that, I had an assignment to do. After our threesome the previous night, Anika asked me to compile a list of some of the songs I listen to. I really zoned into doing this list, so much that another lady approached me to see what I was doing. She was Helena, a Latin courtesan & another newcomer to the ranch. She didn’t speak much English & I didn’t speak any Spanish, but somehow, we tried to carry a conversation. She said that I had a nice aura when I was writing. I accepted the compliment, but we both can tell our language barrier would be a problem going forward. So Helena thanked me for the talk before getting back to her friends. I would finish my list an hour later, exhausted, when Cici approached me. She was looking for some fun before she had to leave the next day. It did sound appealing; a one-on-one with Cici. So we went back to her room to, at the least, discuss the possibility. The flirting, the compliments, the legs across my lap, yeah, I know where this was going. It’s not hard to understand why I couldn’t resist. Cici, if she likes you, will treat you royally & she did. It was a fitting climax to my stay at the ranch. Afterwards, Cici invited me to spend a little more time at the bar, where Michelle was there waiting for her, now us. We spent the rest of the night enjoying each other’s company; Cici writing piano music recommendations for me to listen, Michelle threatening to spread rumors about me a.k.a. “The Legend” & both asking me to send some of my crazy T-shirts down so they can wear them. I definitely enjoyed my time with these two incredible women that it was hard to say goodnight, but I had to. I had one more surprise that certainly cemented this trip as a success. The next morning as I was heading to the front office to check out, who should pop out of there, none other than Cici. We gave each other a long hard hug, thanking each other for a marvelous time & a kiss on the cheek before she headed back to her room to pack & me checking out before heading to the airport.

I know this is a long one, but sometimes you want to cherish all those moments that even you were surprised at. It’s been a week since this trip to “The Lion’s Den” ended & all that’s happened still rings fresh in my memory. I thought this was not going to go well at the beginning, but it ended really well. So with that, I’ll end with thanks to the hosts, especially Jackie, who was making sure I was alright during my stay & yes, she has a sense of humor, if she lets you see it. Thanks to Matt at the bar for filling my glass & letting me know I’m O.K. when I needed it. Tip him well if he’s there; he’s a good egg. And of course, to Anika, Cici, Georgina & Michelle, thank you for these last four days. I hope you had as much fun with this unassuming guy with the funny sayings on his shirts, as I had with you. I’m not sure of the next trip to Nevada, but if there’s one thing that’s for certain:

The approach still works!

[Flint]

Thanks for both those reports. I wish I could review my parties as you do. I doubt I can last through a threesome anymore. I appreciate the info on the ladies you partied with.

[the 3rd degree]

Thanks, Flint. Took a lot of recall, proofreading & the haze of all those memories to get this & it’s only a smidge of what I experienced. I guess I have to step it up the next time I’m down there, maybe four or fivesome? I guess we’ll “let the next time I’m there dictate what happens”.

In the meantime, for all those reading, don’t forget about part 1, where two of the O.G. ladies got me. Show some love for that part of the story. Thanks again.

Andrew
aka The 3rd Degree

[Flint]

Andrew, usually after a party, I do not recall the details.

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