" What do they say?" Philippa wondered."That we've been scandalising all of America with our shocking stage act. That we've been appearing on stage in...the nude and having live lesbian sex in front of our fans. That we're in the same tradition of scandalous and outrageous rock groups as the Sex Pistols, the Slits and Throbbing Gristle. And, what's worse, the only gig any of them report is the one at the Purple Robe in Detroit. There's a small photo of us in the Sun but it's difficult to tell. Now slowly fisting my cock between my gripped fingers and trying not to wake Angela I slowly and deliberately massaged the shaft until my balls started to tighten caused by the sensations that were building and the head of my cock stabbing between Angela's things.Turning onto my left side a little more I positioned my cock between her ass cheeks and thanked god that he had endowed me with enough length to slide the whole length of her slit and the head to reach the lacy covering at the front of. It was totally normal dinner conversation we talked about the fun we had on the boat and what our plans were for the next day. Basically going out on the boat again.Karen looked beautiful. She was wearing a little green sundress that buttoned up the front. She had just enough buttons done so that it wouldn't fall off her but that was it. She was showing a lot of cleavage and a lot of leg.Dinner moved on to drinks and the conversation kind of dwindled off. We were all just content enjoying the. Not like my mother would ever know." "Yay! Are you going to ride the bus, or would you have to go home first?" "I am riding the bus. Save Peggy the effort of driving back into town when I know it will kill her. Speaking of busses, it looks like ours is here." "Hey Char." Bobby said, walking into the little home that Kirstie called home for only a short few months. "How are you today?" "Not bad. How about yourself, Bobby?" Char replied, quite occupied with getting dinner done. Before.