As usual I had woken up with my cock rock hard and aching to cum, I reached down under the duvet and into my pyjama bottoms and gave my cock a few tug... before having a wank in earnest, so threw the duvet on the floor and pulled my pyjama bottoms on down past my knees, don’t wear underwear in bed. With my pyjama bottoms bunched round my ankles I slowly started to rub my right hand up and down my cock, with my eyes closed imagining that it was Tina’s mouth and not my own hand . . I had been. So Brian's wife comes to pick us up and he decides he needs a pee, so I go outside and wait near the doors, when up comes a mates wife I know and asks how I'm getting home. I explain but seeing the bit tipsy state she is in I suggest I drop her off on the way as we barely live a mile apart.I inform my lift that I will get a cab with Brenda and make sure she gets home ok.So I call a cab and we wait a few minutes and he turns up. We are sat in the back and Brenda is quite talkative and asks why. "Here," he said, tossing Mick a beer, "thought you might be alone. Mind if I hide away for a while?" Be my guest," Mick smiled, "dare I ask how the wedding plans are going?" Nope," he shivered, "and how's domestic life here in the hills?" Funny how something so small can take over the house." Oh, yeah," he chuckled, "sleeping nights?" Some. Michelle spends a lot of time in with Anna. They kind of do the feeding gig together and the changing nappies and all that shit." Oh, good set up, Mick,". Crystal Passion belonged to the same tradition as Sufjan Stevens, the Unthanks and Badly Drawn Boy. The band was striving towards something ambitious, something epic and something deep, but succeeded only in being trite, hackneyed and unconvincing. Rock Music was best represented by bands like the Foo Fighters, Muse and Stiff Little Fingers who fashioned a no-nonsense style that said all that was needed to be said without complicating the message with mystical nonsense and fanciful analogies..