He hadn’t stopped by and fucked her in a while. She was a good enough piece of ass that he wanted to keep on good fucking terms with her, and he sti...l needed to fix her up with John. Even though Eric blackmailed John and stole his wife, he still considered John his friend.It was just that he’d lusted after Allison for years. When the opportunity had come up as a way for Eric to get to the beautiful brunette, friend or no friend, he had to take it. Now that he had total control of Allison, Eric. He had a gallic nose and quick, mischievous eyes. He greeted Angique in rapid French. Then he took her pale hand into his. He grazed a kiss over its backside. Kristie prepared herself for a greeting. She extended her hand. But the man totally ignored her. He lead Angique inside. Kristie hesitated for a second. Then she followed with a mute sigh.Both women had changed into dresses similar to the ones her emotional breakdown had ruined. Her own was a sky blue silk with a precarious decolleté. It. I could not believe I was going "public" in such a place. I wassure something terrible would happen and I would wind up who knows where. As we stood waiting for our drinks my knees were knocking so badly I'm surethey could be heard in Burbank I could not stand still. That night openedmy eyes to the fact that I was not only "NOT" the only one but therewere a LOT of us.After that I didn't miss a Saturday nite and was soongoing 3-4-5 nites a week. I met so manybeautiful and dazzling girls,. Everywhere you looked there was photography. Rows and rows of photos in various frames adorned the wall, stacks of photo albums some neatly arranged others in just that specific way to suggest tidiness but not disuse, a colourful farm of instruments, cameras, and then turning to one side an open brown space, inhabited by a few light stands, and curiously a large sot and comfortable looking bed What a gap between them!You stand there smiling, high tight leather miniskirt hugging your waist, one.