They don’t notice anything but each other. I shouldn’t be watching this. However, when Aaliyah moans, “more,” I stay glued to my spot. Dylan ...wiftly turns her and suddenly he’s above her. She’s laying on her back as he kneels in front of her, pumping into her. Dylan has a grip on each of her ankles and is holding her legs far apart. Her back arches as she claws the sheets. He shoves himself violently into her and she moans so loudly. “Fuck!” Aaliyah gasps, and throws her head back. Dylan. "Sorry," he said. "I didn't think of that. I should have known you'd want to go in." I don't know about swimming, but I think I see how I could get a lot of free beer," I laughed."Wait a while. Sometimes they have wet t-shirt contests. The girls who enter get all the beer they want. But you said... Oh! You're not interested in the beer, are you?"His mind was clear as glass. He thought about watching me dancing in a soaking-wet paper-thin rag and his grin got real big. Then he remembered that. "You really lucked out and I ain't got shit! How did that happen? Baxter?" It's your karma, Gary," the hippie said with a smile. "Let's go home."In another mansion elsewhere in Los Angeles, a redhead and a brunette were grinding their naked bodies against one another. The redhead was in her mid-twenties and voluptuous. Vivid auburn hair and deep blue eyes accented her fierce angel's face. The brunette was about ten years older and slimmer in figure. Her black hair flowed about a Romanesque. I won't have any pockets." But I put the money in my book bag anyway."Well, keep it. Just in case. Alright, now go, shoo! Get to school on time. Oh, and I called that Ms. Scott and gave her my cell phone in case she needs to reach me again. Promise me you'll take care of our little one, ok?"I rolled my eyes and promised.It was actually a relief to get into the car. Until I looked at Brian again. He blushed and got very involved with getting the car started. We got about three blocks from the.