I didn’t mean to make him feel bad, but over the years, he has caused my dad a bit of stress worrying about him.“I might need to have a talk with ...im before I go. I felt I’d left something undone when I last disappeared. I stupidly thought he’d be used to me coming and going and wouldn’t worry about me.”“You don’t seem to know my dad really well,” I commented.“No, I don’t do I? He was always Cheryl’s boy. Cheryl had a hard time with Travis, and she never seemed to bond with him the same. So, I. A guy came out and I ducked into his stall. Peeked through the hole and could see that my wife had her pants down and was backed up against the hole on the other side! The banging was her pushing back into a cock! A stranger was fucking her! I was filled with instant excitement and lust! She pressed her finger at my hole and I helplessly pushed my cock through, and immediately felt her warm mouth close over it. Her tongue lolling beneath the head. She was now sucking me while being fucked by a. K. "let me get you a drink" she said,"come & sit down here with us" said Susan"you look cold,why have you got that wet towel round you?".i explained to them that the robe was a bit short for me & i wanted to save my modesty,"we can't have you siting there in that wet towel"said Glenda"Susan go into the bedroom & see if you can find anything in our wardrobe that will fit David".as Susan went off Glendagot up & poured us some more drinks & as she lent over to hand it to me i could see right down. " She's a damn good guitarist," Jake said. "If you'd just listen..." Jake, it doesn't matter!" Crow said, raising his voice in frustration. "She could be a combination of Matt Tisdale, Eric Clapton, and Eddie Van Halen and she would still never be respected for it. A female lead guitarist for a band with men in it is unprecedented. Two-thirds of the people would refuse to acknowledge that she was good, a sixth would acknowledge it but would say it was a gimmick, that some male guitarist was.