. I had a wonderful time!” she smiled. “Me, too,” I grinned. “How about doing it another time?” “Oh, I’d love to see you again,” Nikki...said, as her face fell. “But I don’t know if I can,” she admitted.“Wait, you want to but you can’t?” I asked, puzzled.”It’s my mom, Bertha,” she sad, crestfallen. “She would go bonkers if I told her we were going out together.”Stunned, I could only sit there with my jaw open. “What’s her problem with me?” I asked.”It’s not you, it’s that you’re... Catholic,” she. Hell, I hadn't even thought about after entertainment refreshments. I hadn't realized there would be so many people come to listen to the music.I got up and went up to where the three of them were talking and caught a little of the conversation. To me it sounded like George was afraid to play whatever it was they had decided on."Sandra, I don't know if I can do it or not. Playing the piece you taught me at the base and doing it in front of everyone is an entirely different situation. I know. "Jenny, I am not in the mood for any argument tonight. Morgana and Lance were very happy to enjoy a dinner out. I would have invited you, but I wasn't sure you'd be home or willing. You came in late last night, and I expected you to need to work late tonight to make up for that."Jenny seemed ready to scream longer, as I walked past her and entered the house. To my surprise Morgana and Lance were waiting just inside, and Morgana was holding my copy of the Arabian Nights. Lance grabbed my hand. Kissing a mouth that didn’t return the favor was a particular turn-on for Luke as he explored the crevices of Jake’s mouth. His tongue ran along Jake’s cheeks and played with his unresponsive tongue. He was growing impatient and wanted Jake to wake up so he could finish the match. He sat in a kneeling position and jerked Jake’s cock through the leg-hole of his briefs and waited patiently.Soon Jake started to come to. He was extremely groggy and tired. He slowly opened his eyes and groaned as he.