“A little weight lifting, too,” Brett added.
“Some ballet,” Rylan finished.
“Damn, I’m going to take up skating and dancing.” Mike stepped away and moved around so he faced Rylan. “Okay, guys, the rules are posted on every wall.” He waved at a large poster on the wall opposite. “Here’s the rundown. House safewords are green, everything is a go. Red means you need yourscene stopped and mayday is in case of emergency. Don’t say these words unless you mean them or are asked by a DM for assurance you’re okay.” He moved to one side and pointed to a plastic bin with a cover a foot or so away. “Clean up supplies are in there. No ejaculations, fucking or fingering. Take that part home with you.”
Brett nodded once. “My boy is plugged.”