A., don't you think? I have an apartment; it's paid for and it's big enough. USC is in easy driving distance. You'll need, what, three years? So I'm g...nna be a musician for another three years, maybe more depending where you'll land at first. I can be a musician afterwards as long as there is a basement and some recording equipment. Say you want to come back here and settle as my father's crown prince. What's the problem? We'll get a house here, and I'll play in old Elias's barn while you'll be. Kevin swallowed his steamed vegetables. “Those other parents sound like a handful.”As Amber continued regaling Kevin with stories from our kids' school, I felt Quigley's eyes on me, boring a hole into my foolish heart.I didn't dare meet his glance, out of fear that our spouses would suspect our clandestine connection.Kevin placed his palm on my upper back. “You okay?”I slid out of the glass and wood curlicue booth. “I will be right back. The bathroom is that way?”Amber nodded. “Around that dark. . ! Yes, right now, he wanted her firm and full young tits in his hands... !Excitedly, he fumbled beneath her, pulling at the buttons of her blouse, then groping with his rough hands to free her breasts from the sheer material of her bra... ! Oh fuck! They felt like buoyant globes of warm and smooth putty, so firm and resilient, yet overflowing his calloused hands as he lifted them, then kneaded and squeezed until she whimpered around his cock in her mouth and he tweaked and rolled their. And she cried a little, held my hand. As she told me the story of how she was raped, more than once, she went into great detail about it. Soon I found my hand on her breast and it didn't take long before she had her T-shirt off and I was fondling her over her bra. After 15 minutes of her story her bra was off and we were sitting on the couch in her parents living room. I was worried at any moment either they or her brother or any of the people at the party might walk by and catch us. I was.