I'm alright with him, he's a pretty cool guy, married, probably regretting going into the marching band business. I look at the clock and realize I've...been here for a whole fucking hour longer than I should have. I need to go. Now. I say goodbye to my section, and reluctantly walk to the door. Here's the thing, right? I hate the band, just straight disgusts me. But the people? They're all super cool and I'm glad their my friends. I just wish we could be friends without me being in a fucking. ’Then they stood up and he led her out to the middle of the sunlit area where he said, ‘Jennifer, I want to look at you.’Jennifer stood motionless, totally naked now and held her arms out wide. She arched her back and did a pirouette.‘Well, what do you think?’‘You’re beautiful. I could look at you forever.’They spread the blanket out and Jennifer sat down, then laid back with her legs splayed slightly.‘I want you to fuck me. NOW. I can’t wait any more.’She brushed her fingers over her clitoris,. Believe me. After you watch it, you’ll be glad to give me a BJ.”Turning the vibrator back on, she pressed it against the wet spot in her silk panties. “I’ll be the judge of that.”Dropping the phone back in her handbag, Alexa leaned back in the chair and spread her legs. “It just keeps getting sweeter.” The familiar tingle in her pussy came back to remind her that she needed another orgasm.oooOooo Several blocks away Heather was sitting in her office talking with Trish. “Did you see her on TV. " You can change that, Mom. You can go back to who you were ... before," Tommy said reassuringly."I hope so, Tommy. That's what I want ... more than anything. I've already made some decisions about that. I've decided to quit my job when the therapy sessions are over. I'll go somewhere else and start over. I've got skills, so I'm not worried about it. At least I won't be prostituting myself to get ahead," she said with a tone of regret.Tommy looked shocked, probably unaware of his mother's.