Soanyway the competition was announced and all we had to do was listen outfor his song on Saturday and then ring the studio, we would then have toansw...r questions about him.I was fairly confident that I knew everything about him. I even know allhis songs word by word. If I won I would get 3 pairs of tickets to go andsee him perform. I of course would be taking my best friend Ian. While heis a fan he's not as big as me. The third person I'm taking is my bigstupid sister. I'm only taking her. I bent and picked up my kaftan, my nipples aching, the oil I had thankfully put on covering my self lubricating between my thighs, 'Please come', he suggested for me to join him on his towel, his erection now erect to an inclined angle, showing he was ready to fuck.I smiled, showing my teeth, still warm to him, 'My husband is waiting for me', I said, not really making any effort to run away, even as his penis showed he wanted to ravish me at that very moment.He mockingly tilted his head as if. “What if we get caught?” “Fuck them I say, darling. They’re not going to kick us out and lose the fees, are they? That’s why they never come here, so they don’t ‘know’ we do.” “Lilly.” “What?” “Have you ever smoked weed?” She looked at me, rather surprised. “Have you?” We had shared the odd ciggy together and that was it. “No, but I want to.” A slow grin spread across her face. “You dissolute wretch. I always thought butter wouldn’t melt.” She paused. “What an abso-fucking-lutely brilliant. “One of you gorgeous young ladies must be Georgia and the other Riley. Have I got that right?“Correct,” I replied, “I’m Georgia and this is my friend Riley.”“Good, it’s always good to welcome new members to the club.”“Members to what, what sort of club is this?”“Didn’t Georgia explain Riley, this is the Orgasm Club.”“Yes I did explain to her,” I said, “it’s just that I didn’t tell her that that was where we were going when we set off.”“Ah, a surprise. Well Riley, I can guarantee that you will.