"I was wondering what the guitars were for." I'm auditioning for Oogie's band back in Illinois," Kristen said with a grin."I'll take the vocals on thi... one, Kris," I said, not wanting to turn the song into "Boy from Ipanema." I turned to Archy and asked, "Do you do any solos on Ipanema?" First repeat of main verse. We usually don't piano solo that song." Cool. I'll be the backup." I looked at how comfortable Kristen was holding the bass. "We'll try it twice. First time, Kris will be on bass,. Am scared, but didn’t know what to do. You live in such a different world—“ “Stop. We live in the same world. People come and go, but the ones that stick are the interesting ones.” He stepped closer and wiped the tears falling down her cheeks and dropped his lips to hers. Hadley molded her body against him, wrapping her arms around his waist savoring his warmth and strength. In a low voice, he spoke the words they needed to get out in the open. “I want to be with you Hadley, but I need you to. ”“376, where have you been?”“Sorry boss, a guest asked for my assistance. I’ll be right down.”“376, we’ll talk.” Byron was hustling into his pants and socks, trying to smooth his Hawaiian shirt top, which had a significant wet spot on it. He wiped his cum and pussy soaked face on the sheets.“Sorry. Housekeeping will give you new sheets. I have to go. Thanks. Sorry.” He headed for the door, running his hand through his hair, trying to tame his fuck hair. It wasn’t working. “Thanks for. I wasn’t even aware that I get so turned on that I gush juices, until he was eating me for almost an hour or so. He has a beautiful cock and seems to always be hard. Well anyway, one time we had a marathon session, and I couldn’t get enough, and he taught me to let my emotions play out, and I just go nuts and scream and shout and that’s when I let go a river of my juices. The most amazing part is that I can revert to a perfect lady whenever I have to, and if necessary, be a real bitch. So.