There were a couple of bouncers at the front of a pretty large queue made of people in both normal night out clothes and some others in more extreme, ...nd often revealing, outfits. I started to head to the back of the queue but Mark stopped me and said that he’d called ahead and got our names on the list so we could go straight in which, considering the cold weather, seemed like a definite blessing. We all gave all our names to the bouncer and they just nodded as each of us went in but as I went. Can I go?"Mom asked, "Are you looking for a ride too?" No, I think one of my friends can give me a ride," Andy explained."Who?" Mom asked."Um" Andy said. He gulped a little. "Heather Miller's mom."Mom looked startled. "This isn't just the guys?" No, it's not." Who is going?" Mom asked.Andy said, "Me, Eric, Heather, Jonathon, Derek, Lindsey, Allison and Kaitlyn." Hmmm, boys and girls. I guess it's OK, Andy. You know you have to be home by 10:30, right?" Yes, Mom," Andy answered. He beamed. This. A male voice boomed from the front, "Harvey, let's move!"The short black man pulled something out of his pants, paused, tossed it off into the blackness, followed quickly by another. As he leapt into the SUV, twin explosions pounded Gene's ears from the right, followed by more gunfire.The vehicle shot forward, hit something which gave way with a crunch, and raced off the pavement and onto the grass. They slid side-to-side as the driver accelerated, twisted the wheel hard left, yelled back,. I was happy but a little surprised my sisters did it.Lastly, as I just mentioned, Harry's daughter and I did some bondage sessions, which were very well received. It was kind of silly because few of the customers could draw anywhere near well enough to effectively draw in rope, but in fact Harry used the sessions as an excuse to get some very saleable pictures. Whereas we had the no-touching rule, I rigged Harry's daughter and she rigged me. I stretch the truth in calling it rigging, though..