" "I don't know. . .. . " she said, her brown eyes downcast. "Well I do. Nothings going to happen." I kissed her. Half drunk, I was slightly...unsteady on the stage at Whitman's Bar. I was providing lyrics and rhythm guitar. I was just finishing the last bars of "Free Bird" when I noticed a blonde staring directly at me. Through my misty vision, I noticed she was pretty good-looking. We ended the set and the crowd began clapping. I had gotten a band together within three weeks and this. The two men from the bar we in our room. Naked. They were lay either side of Holly, one was holding her tits in his hands and working is tongue over her pink erect nipples. The other was kissing her deeply while with his right hand he was working a finger into her tight bald pussy. My cock was rigid at this. I didn't really know what to do. I was so horny that I knew I had to join in. I sat on the bed and started to rub her long legs. I lifted her right one up and started to gently suck her. “It happens to everyone” I tell you as I stroke your shoulder reassuringly. What I’m really thinking is ‘For gods sake, I really needed a really good fucking, and you’re not up to the task’ But I’d never say that because that would be mean and it wouldn’t help the situation any. I’m not nasty you see! I’m just a little needy sexually and I need a man that can keep up. What’s funny is that you talk the talk so well and you look like a stud, actually it’s not that funny it’s disappointing, like. .even of some making love! I almost flipped. I told him he was lying because Dave would have told me if that’s what he wants and Kevin said he was too ashamed to ask.Days went by and I didn’t mention anything to Dave, but it was in my mind all the time. If that’s what he really wants, I can do that for him. I modeled a bit during high school so it's nothing new. But where do I find a photographer I can trust and that’s cheap? I looked on the computer and all the photogs I found seemed like they.