Add confusion to my list of feelings. Why was she apologizing? I was the one who went off without telling her where I was going, without calling at an... time, without asking for permission to stay out all night."No, Mom. Please don't. I'M sorry. It's my fault." I felt my eyes begin to sting as tears threatened. I hated crying. Always left my eyes red and burning and my nose a stuffy, snotty mess.Finally, she pushed me to arms length. "Let me look at you. Are you OK?" She began a very motherly. What incredible confidence!We headed for Vinnie’s studio next and he listened to our entire program, unlike what he did the last time we rehearsed there. He even gave me a couple of pointers regarding places where I should be using harmonics instead of pressing the string to the fret. Cindy applauded when she heard the difference in the tone.Then he had us do another piece where we really played off each other.“I don’t know why you have them work on something like that!” Mrs. Marvel said. “It. I was so happy. After our shower, Ray shaved his whole crotch area. His cock and balls were in plain view. Being a nice guy, he saved my pussy and ass crack. I think he just liked to feel my pussy with his fingers. After our showers we went our separate ways to get dressed. Ray was ready way before I was. No bra tonight, my tits were still perky enough. My panties were sheer, my landing strip could be seen, same with the top of my slit. My black garter belt and stockings went on next. I looked. “Kiss me,” she said to him.Reggie leant forward, he placed his hands either side of her face and gently kissed her. As she responded, he deepened the kiss finding he was enjoying kissing her very much. Her mobile lips were lovely to suck on.Prue also found that he kissed better than Richard had. She placed her hand on his leg and slid it up to his crotch. Reggie pulled his hips to the edge of the chair and placed a leg either side of Prue’s legs so she could feel him up.He dropped a hand to a.