Okay, I'll admit I checked them out, too. But for me the fascinating thing about those morning shows was the expression on your face. You wanted to be...up there with them. You wanted to be a part of the show. And you were turned on watching them."I started asking about you. I hated it when I found out you're only fourteen. I wanted desperately to talk to you."Lisa tried to convince me that you're old for your age and I should talk to you. But I didn't feel right about it. Not even after. My tongue searches your mouth, looking to move all around this lovely mouth cave I seem to have found. I pull back a little and just take your lower lip between my teeth and suck on it hard, making it swell some from my attention.And we pump and pump each other. You even drain the tub and add more hot water at one point to keep us cozy as we do. I cum twice already, arching and moaning loudly. Your fingers find my clit and are rubbing and buffing it as we rock together. Finally, you tell me. Once I looked around for Eva. She had been biding her time, sipping adrink offered her by the lesbian in blue denim. Suddenly she lookedglassy-eyed, and I watched in fear as the dyke pawed at her amorously,then led her unresistingly out--taking my purse!After a few hours, the crowd tired of me at last, and as closing timecame, they filed out. Cunningly, Dawn left with them, still wearing mydress. Clarisse, the brassy dyed-blonde who owned the place, locked upbehind everyone, then walked over to. "Before we leave, before you die, there is one last heartbreaking bit of information you should know."My heart was hammering in my chest. My adrenaline pumping and Vikkor's words slowed. She looked down at Renée. "Tell him my dear."Renée shook her head and Vikkor pulled on her hair. Renée winced but still wouldn't speak."That's okay. I thought you might refuse." Vikkor pulled an open laptop on the dining table to her. After a few key strokes and hitting enter, "Now, tell him."Renée just spoke..