In the quietness of deep night shifts I coerced my new co-worker into revealing some arousing tidbits about his young wife. The pull was too strong and I ended up at night in his darkened back yard, the thin curtains reveling much more than even he suspected.
Harry is out of shape. He decides to employ a personal trainer to help get him back in shape. It turns out that "Frank" is a girl and not a guy. Things are just fine until Frank starts to use some very unorthodox methods.
It wasn't so much a real clubhouse as a TV program, with a bunch of naked kids and a bunch of sex. It was wildly popular where it was shown, which was a long way away. All in fun, too.
Agatha was the last of the Winthrop line and is destined for spinsterhood unless she locates a suitable male partner to share life with on all levels including the most important time spent in the bedroom. Finally, she believes she had found the perfect soul-mate.