I was stuck between two would be women killers competing for my attention. I would have had a hard time shaking them on my own. I half expected it sit...ing at the bar in a hotel alone. But I didn’t want to miss you.’ ‘Glad I was able to help.’ Dan replied as appraised her beauty. She wore light makeup with red lipstick to match her nails. She had two piercings in each ear. Beaded earring dangled from her ear lobes and small jeweled studs were in the cartilage just above the lobes. A modest gold. I thought they were fantastic…the soft tits with the hard brown nipple topping it off. She held the one closest to me for me to suck which I did with abandon. This only caused her hips to stir. I sucked on her just like I was nursing, but her milk was long gone.Now, I had long ago forgotten (or perhaps suppressed) the memories of those pussy rubbing nights long ago. Plus, now I was a teenager, so even a breeze made my cock hard. I was very hard just touching and sucking her nipples. At. .. um,” I said. I had forgotten the name. “Featherstone. That’s it. Jordan Featherstone went on the radio this morning and made a few unflattering comments about you three.”“Who?” Melissa asked.“Jordan Featherstone,” I said. “It might be Featherbridge ... or maybe Stonebridge.”“No help,” Conny said.“Is it a guy or a girl?” Liz wondered.“Don’t know,” I said. ‘Nashville Variety’ is calling looking for a comment.”“Well, what did he ... or she ... say?” Conny wondered.“I don’t remember the exact. Charles put the papers that he had been reading away in a folder and then he put the folder on his bedside table. Connie walked into the room and then sat down on the end of his bed. As she did, her eyes ran quickly over his body. He was naked and she knew it. A bedspread covered him from the waist down, but it could not obscure the outline of his manhood. She bit her lip in thought."So," Charles asked as he turned his attention back to Connie, "what do you want to talk about?"Connie didn't.