"Well, I guess it's good that if you have to tell your troubles to the piano player, there's an advantage to at least having a piano player already av...ilable that knows your name and most of your problems. A real time saver, it is that way!" I stopped my playing, I was just running random chords trying to pick out a new melody anyway, and added softly, "It's all over now for good this time, isn't it Elizabeth?"She kept her head down on the piano and didn't look up, but managed a "Yes, I really. To..."She trailed off. She and Melinda exchanged a glance and realized they both had come to the same conclusion. No matter what subject they chose, it was all one and the same. Cassie looked towards Jason, who fiddled with his belt."All right, enough of this tip-toeing 'round the facts," Ned finally said. "I'll say what everyone else won't. Diane, Melinda, and Jason were the only ones tuned ta Heather's frequency. They're also the same ones that were invited inta Heather's little. My mother's voice calling out it was time to go snapped me out of my thoughts. I grabbed my tie (the pink and gray one, ladies always seemed to comment on how nice it was) and hustled down the stairs. We arrived at the house, a large southern plantation style house. I admired its beauty as I drove up, dropping Mom and Stacy off at the front door. I parked the car and walked up to the house. It was probably the largest house I had ever been in. The interior seemed to go on forever, every room. I couldn’t see through the door when it opened so when it was my turn I caught my first sight of Cunnie. I’ll never forget it. She was on her back, firm tits up, knees bent and thighs wide open. She smiled. I introduced myself, “Hi, I’m Tony.”“I’ll be damned, a polite one for a change. I’m Connie and welcome aboard.”Seeing those perfect tits, I had an idea, “Would you like to be on top?”“You bet! I’m tired of this position and I need to cum again. Better that way.”She changed towels as I.