This is where it all began. Sometimes your craziest ideas come from the silliest conversations. My spider senses were tingling to the max. Was this a sign? Was this a twisted date invitation? I wanted to figure out, I wanted to see for myself, I wanted toβ¦. The promiscuous boy in me saw an opportunity in indulging in the unknown but the journalist in me is the one who made the final decision. It actually took me 5 months to really grasp what went down.
The funny thing is, I really had no idea of what to wear. Swingers are actually selective. I almost wished for a no call no show at some point. Judging from the enthusiasm in her voice, there was no way around me going there. I mean, Lady S processed this whole thing like a student working on a doctorate thesis.
She knew about the clientele, the activities, prices, police reports and even where all the exits were because you never know right. The first thing I could say about this experience is this: I was bias from the jump. When you go to a swingers club perhaps, I felt like the way she was dressed was a not-so-subtle-subtle hint; here goes my spider sense tingling again extra hard this time. Interestingly enough, this swingers club in Montreal North is the biggest in the world.
Even more interestingly enough, I thought it was a good idea to come through with sunglasses and a long trench coat. My fear of being caught getting inside the club actually made me gear up with the ultimate creep outfit. I thought I would see people in action from the front door.
Perhaps, whenever you have expectations in life. I get inside and go through their registration process. If this ever comes back to hunt me in a near future, at least it made me feel safe at the moment. They gave us a little bracelet with prepaid money for the bar. Lady S hesitated to ask but we read between the lines that they offer the devices because usually, nobody ends up with clothes on.
