"Bonjour ? nouveau, mon amour. Merci de revenir. Mais je savais que tureviendrais."I couldn't understand it much, but I read a few books with some fr...nch-speaking characters so I could puzzle it out a bit. "Yeah, I'm back. Ididn't really want to come back, though." Naturellement. Mais je suis encore heureux que vous soyez venus." Stop that!" I said. "I don't speak French."She huffed, and stood up. "Vous n'avez pas? C'est ce que vous pensez."She was mad. "Tous droits. ?tre comme ?a." But. Holy crap it was so good.After sound check I wandered up to the mixing desk and spoke to Jimmythe senior engineer. "So, did you guys record any of that?"He looked around anxiously. "Um yeah, sorry but I always run a test."I laughed. "Its OK dude I just wanted to hear what we sounded like."He broke into a nervous smile. "Phew, you had me worried... yeah noprobs honey."I let his sexist comment slide as he hit play on the desk and I pulledon some headphones. My smile gave away my emotion, wow what. She smoothed the short, slightly translucent tank top over her braless right tit, before inserting her hand quite gratuitously under the strap just above it. It was so inappropriate I had to look away, at Lily.“We’ve got condoms,” said she, brazenly not wearing a bra either, under a vest tee that was grey, but Jaz’s size by the look of it so it started rather low, and was floating around alarmingly on her narrower shoulders and chest.“What are you two doing with condoms?” I enquired.“We went. She kicked them away. The loudspeaker could barely be heard over the crowd’s cheers. “Crystal? Crystal? Come on, Crystal?” Lucy’s hand invaded Paul’s briefs (gray, low-rise, I bet you never guessed) and started pumping. Her other hand pulled the briefs off his body, and they were naked together on stage. She kept pumping his divining rod until it discovered moisture. It was like white rain falling on the people nearest the stage. Lucy grasped Paul’s head in her hands and kissed him once more..