.. It is now October 21st of 2005. I have gone through rehab, and have killed my need for booze and drugs. Our band is touring once more. It kills me ...verytime I play those riffs. And shit... those interviews. "Justin! JUSTIN! Can you give us an update on Salem??" Or "JUSTIN! HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN ABOUT SALEM??" there have been screaming girls who have said... "I want to be your new Salem!" so on and so forth. One problem...There is no worthy replacement for MY Salem.I have a show in a few. I licked gently around her outer lips, and she released my hair in favor of using her fingers to spread those inviting lips open for my eager tongue. I worked my way around, exploring every fold, occasionally flicking it up to tease her clitoris. Eventually, I brought my lips to nibble her clit, and she came hard, bucking her hips to meat my eager mouth. As her orgasm subsided, she pulled me up to her kiss. She kissed me clean of her juices, and maneuvered her hips in line with mine. She spread. Jones. Jessie had thought he was fine since the first day of class, and every day, she found it so hard to concentrate because of the day dreams she had about her and Mr. Jones. And boy, were they wild ones!After class, Mr. Jones asked Jessie to stay after class.'What could he possibly want with me?' she thought."Jessie, I'd like to ask you a favor..."'Sure, I'll give you head' is what Jessie wanted to say. "What's that, Mr. Jones?" was her answer."I have a date Friday night, and I was. That explains why I'mKitten."Sam looked at her perplexed, "eh?"Murr composed herself. "It's me, Mark," she indicated herself. "Iwas...err, transformed into this body when I came to this planet and nowI'm a bonafide Cat Girl. Isn't that neat?" You're...nude," Sam said, not sure what else to say.Murr screwed up her expression and teasingly stated, "And you seem to beenjoying the view." She arched her back to swing her massive mammaries inhis face.Sam's face reddened. "Ok, cut that out." He looked.