Most of the guys who came to my place on Tuesday nights didn't bother to tell their girlfriends it wasn't "poker" night, it was "poke-her" night. They also didn't bother to tell them that "her" was really a faggot. The women knew that their men always came back in a good mood, though. Sometimes a little ambiguity is good for a relationship.
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when your Master invites a few friends over....