Mostly we just commented on the weather and how we would miss our sister; not really even much small talk.Once home, Carol went to take a shower and I...poured myself a glass of whiskey. This was going to be a long two weeks.I tried to figure out why Carol and I were so close when Chris was around and yet now we hardly spoke. Was it happening again? Was I alienating Carol again? Was I doing what we did as kids? I had to admit to myself that I felt much closer to Chris than to Carol. What I shit!. The stage showed signs of warping and background mirror was shattered in one spot. On the floor was a carpet that looked to have been installed in the late 80s with oddball, neon shapes that glowed as it reflected the black lights.The club was dark, but I felt like I stuck out like a sore thumb in my seat towards the back. It was early evening on a Tuesday and I was one of maybe six customers. I was dressed like a stereotypical tourist with a bright, button-down shirt tucked into my pleated. She finally took it from me and tried to roll onto my stiff cock,"relax she said "your going to love this." "What the hell,this is a small didn't you know there is different sizes.shit"she said as she tried to roll it on. She tried hard to get it over the head cussing as she finally did. She put her mouth on my cock trying to roll it farther when I started cumming.She felt my cock begin to jerk and knew what was happening and started sucking until I finished.Bernie pulled her mouth away when I. We really weren’t paying much attention to what was going on around us but it wasn’t till about 5 minutes later we noticed a figure standing by the while it was open; it wasn’t open fully but there was a big enough gap to be able to see directly at my bed and what was going on…Stopping for a second we looked too see Natasha; one of Caz’s friends standing at the door.She was leaning against the doorframe with her skirt hitched up and her thong on the floor she had 2 fingers buried in her pussy.