The owners of the local swingers' club recruit the Carters, and a pair of ever-so-hot black swingers to foil a plot by evangelical fanatics, including a police officer. The fanatics plan to plant drugs at the next club dance, engage the police to make a mass arrest resulting in the swingers being paraded in front of paparazzi.

Next week's theme is Cashmere and the fanatics plan to dissolve the drugs in fake cashmere sweaters to facilitate smuggling them into the club. To foil the plot, our heros learn to distinguish real cashmere from knockoffs. Distinguishing between the real and fake will involve close intimate touching at the club at the upcoming dance.

Carter spots a woman but can't tell if her sweater is genuine cashmere, so he asks her to dance. She giggles as he slides his hand up and down her back, enjoying the attention. The sweater is silky smooth. Emily's hands on his butt give him the green light to slide his hands down to her skirt and attempt to squeeze her wondrous buttock globes. The skirt is of the same material, lush and pliable between his fingers. A stirring begins in his groin. He brings his hand up and slides his thumb under Emily's sweater. With his forefinger on the other side, he rubs back and forth. Not slippery. He leans back and smiles at Emily. The real thing is certainly worth the price…

Will the plan work and the club be saved, or will everyone be arrested in the most humiliating of circumstances?

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