”Nod.“It’s the most erotic thing you’ve ever experienced.”Nod.“You love your life.”Nod.“You love being a full-time fucktoy.”Nod.“Y...u’d do anything your children wanted you to.”Nod.“If your son wanted to fuck you, you’d let him.”Nod.My mouth was open, ready for the next statement, but Mom’s response gave me pause.Wait. Was ... was it that easy?“If your son wanted to spread your legs, right now, and slide his cock into you, you’d let him.”Nod.“You’d enjoy the experience.”Nod.“You’d get off as he. You lie naked on the table as we begin to massage your fingers, hands, and arms. When we reach your breasts, we rub the scented oils into your breasts, and stomach, quickly grabbing a nipple into our mouths. We move back to your feet and slowly work our way upward until we have reached your vulva. As our hands and fingers rub and play gently, you moan and slowly spread your legs wider, giving us deep access to your pussy. Four hands and two mouths kiss, lick, nip, and probe your body, watching. The concerts had been well received from the beginning, but midway through the US tour, when the two collections, Eddie’s and Rhonda’s, including the singles, were released, the second and third sets stirred even more enthusiasm. A lot more songs had the audience singing along. No longer just the first set with the familiar Monsters hits.Towards the end of the US tour, after Joe shared his bed with visitors from his past, Ginny began joining him nearly every night. “Groupies,” she explained.. But we split. This story is how I moved on, how I tried to forget the damage Sam caused, though not completely. You never forget completely. Life after Sam was a little difficult. I mean, how couldn’t it be, when we would be spending most of our time together in lectures, singing lessons one after the other? All a little awkward. We, knew, things about each other. Things that not even the others that had joined us knew. I had always thought that my heart would be difficult to break, thought.