It hadbeen a busy day. The courses kept coming and it was nearly midnightbefore the foursome retired to the bar. By that time they felt like oldfriend...."So how come you didn't become models?" asked Dorie Lou, you've both gotthe looks and the height."Tony pulled a little grimace and shrugged her shoulders."If you knew the fashion industry as well as we do, you'd understand." Mmmm. The casting couch," suggested Simone."Something like that and the other stuff, the drugs, the addiction, youname it.. Stuck?” His eyes widen as he looks from me to the door and back. “Yes. Stuck. Trapped. Locked-in. Not! Leaving!” I exclaim. He rushes over and tries the door himself. Now that I have said my peace, I am a lot less annoyed. I sit down in a chair against the wall and wipe sweat off of my neck. Ian puts his head against the door and turns to lean against it. “I can’t open it.” He pouts in a very sexy way. “Mmmhm. That’d be about right.” I reply, fanning myself with my hand unsuccessfully. I do. How the hell am I going to figure that out?” “Well, you love my cock and I’m sure my come tastes different then other’s come. So, you’ll need to find my dick in that panel and taste the cream that we'll all shoot down your mouth.” “That seems pretty impossible. I mean does come taste different man to man?” “I think it does. Allan will be in the mix too. I’ll allow you to give me head in a little while, so you can taste my come. You’re my little slut and I know how you enjoy it. This way it. ALL DURING THE DAY ALL I COULD THINK OF IS WHAT I THOUGHT SHE WAS DOING IN THERE, SO BEFORE I GOT HOME I STOPED BY THE BEAUTY SALON AND HAD A TALK WITH THE BEAUTION AND TOLD HER MY WIFE SPEMT A LOT OF TIME, WELL YOU KNOW, SHE SUGESTED ONE OF HER BEST BOTTLES OF SHAMPOO AND CONDITIONER, I BOUGHT BOTH AND NOTICED THE SHAMPOO BOTTLE WAS A LITTLE LARGER THAN WHAT WE NORMALLY USE AND THE CONDITIONER HAD SMALL RIBBS ALL ALONG THE BOTTLE SHE TOLD ME IT WAS MUCH EASIER TO HOLD ON TO DURING THE SHOWER..