lol ha ha ,well it happened to us only last week ,we went into club f in sunderland and the first ppl we saw were a cpl who used to live in our street she kept having a sly look at us an then us at them all night lol we went upstairs to playroom they st down stairs all night at the end of the night i said the male half " i think i know ya " he confirms he knows us and says "did not know ya were swingers" lol me says " SWINGERS is this not the catholic club lol" well what else can ya say is was a good icebreaker lol but i have the attitude of we are all here for the same sort of things so why feel like shit if ya see some 1 ya know ,like i say we were still having fun they sat down stairs all night feeling crap .
I think you have the correct attitude, and I agree with you, I guess really that it's the unexpected that throws us slightly offguard. It's not really the meeting someone you know, but how you move on from there.
Well I already know (through a process of elimination, and posted photo's where I recognised the location) that one well known couple on this site live scarily close to my Parents house... and know them well enough to say hello in the street....
... so rather unfortunately I would have to say I hope I never meet them at a munch, even though I think they are remarkably nice people (this other couple, not my parents - although I am sure they are nice also).... I also pray they never start going on about what they did with another couple in the same village.... that might be eekworthy, although it reasonably safe to assume my parents arn't likely to be that other couple.
So one step more than meeting your parents... would be discovering they are already doing it with other people from round here... or even worse discovering you had done it with people who had also shagged your dad :shock: :shock: :shock: This is all getting so freudian :!: :!: :!:
