Why don’t you ask somebody else who likes going out?’ … ‘Egh… alright. I’ll go.’ … ‘Seven? Alright, see you then. Yeah, bye.’ I pu... the phone down, wondering what I had gotten myself into. But, maybe the night won’t be so bad, I reasoned. It’s just a ball, after all. I’ll just go drink out on the balcony and let her do whatever it is she does. If only I knew what I really was getting into… ******************* Bright colors, fancy clothes… So many unknown faces. ‘Why did I let her drag me. Up until this point, my only sexual encounter with Britney had been the overemphasized hand-job which had sparked all of the hormonal electricity that, for a time, ran through all of the young teen starlets I encountered. Somewhere, deep within me, I was hoping that Britney could help me rediscover that electricity. We had the whole day to spend in the plane. There would be no rehearsal all day due to a Knicks game at the Garden. This, for me, was a damn good thing. Britney, still half asleep,. ’ ‘Let’s think of this as an aperitif?’ She kissed me then, hard and uncompromising. My body responded despite my feelings. Her tongue invaded my mouth, conquered it. Her hands deftly undid my own blouse and pulled it out of my long skirt. I was naked beneath the blouse and her hands assaulted my breasts, hard, demanding. She squeezed my nipples between those pale blue nails until I gasped into her mouth, then she squeezed them harder. Her free hand pressed to my pussy through my skirt, her. The two women kissed furiously, Jill even cutting her lip lightly against Jennifer’s teeth. Jill tried to regain control but Jennifer banged her back against the stall wall.“Is everything ok in there ?”, asked a feeble voice Jennifer recognized as Lin’s.“Get lost”, cried JenniferThen they heard the door close. Both women laughed then resumed their groping, Jill taking advantage of her position to slide her other hand behind the red head, up her skirt and squeeze her buttocks. They were just.