My dreams come true! Lol. Lots of girls were in lingerie. Or very short dresses. Both I love! There was another bar to order drinks from on this floor...just smaller than the first floor. We got some more drinks. Walked to the back area where it said couple only. The first room on the right has 2 bed, and a couch. A couple was just finishing up, getting dressed, and cleaning up their mess. There was more rooms, but we picked this one and sat down on the couch. I got on my knees, so I could suck. I was now standing with only my shorts and underwear. Feeling self-conscious and vulnerable not really knowing what to do or how I got in this position. As she was looking me over she adjusted in her seat by wiggling her hips, kind of grinding them lightly in the cushion. Than lifting one of her legs up with her feet still on the coach placing her left arm atop of her knee. “Undo your belt now!” Not yelling but with a serious and forceful tone. “Undo the button, unzip and drop them to the. After we had consummated our love for each other we got dressed. Our cover was that we were a jazz band going down to the island to jive at a private party. The home boys were all decked out in their zoots. The Tommy guns and heaters were going as a git box, reeds, tram, etc. We brought a real licorice stick in case some copper wanted to see our tools. I was supposed to be the manager, as there were supposed to be some platter plugs there. I was wearing cheaters and a suit. Sarah was the. " Neither did I, so I checked with the CHSAA, you know, California's school athletic association regulates our high school sports competitions and they set all of the eligibility and swim meet rules. I found out that their rules don't allow for forfeits unless an association rule is broken. So they wouldn't comply with Cirota's forfeit order. I told Mr Davis that we would have a zero chance of even making Regionals if you didn't compete and intimated that you could swim for one of the community.