I nodded. “Well, okay. Any chance of me getting to meet mister good guy?” I said. I was smiling, trying to be disarming. She sighed.“I guess, on... of these days,” she said.We talked for some time. It occurred to me that she wanted to talk, but at the same time was holding back to some degree fearing, I supposed, that I might be judging her. I wasn’t, but that didn’t alter the fact that she thought I might be.I’d gotten up to get us something to eat from the frig. When I called her to come and. Abbie grabbed Terry's hand and lead her over to the bar and ordered themeach a cocktail. The pair both downed them and headed over to the dancefloor and began to dance with each other.Pretty soon they were dancing with a guy each. The guys had their armsaround them, grabbing their ass and running their hands up their backpulling them into themselves.The girls ground themselves into the guys, dancing and rubbing themselvesover the guys!Soon enough the girls had taken the guys home and were each. Bitty blushed as Denny pushed the container into her crotch, and moved it around, stimulating her clitoris gently. She was intensely aware that Denny’s fingers were only millimeters away from her virgin pussy. She held her breath. Denny realized only after he had his hand in the container that his fingers were effectively between Bitty’s legs… separated from her most private place by nothing more than a thin little bit of cardboard and a few layers of cloth. His cock stirred dramatically in his. I tried to stay cool whenever he mentionedone of my favorites but a while back, when he said he would be dealingwith Tim Cross, I couldn't hide my excitement. Tim is my absolutefavorite star and I acted like a fan fanatic, asking questions anddropping hints about being invited to the set.Darren laughed good naturedly at my attitude, and gave me thedisappointing news that the set would be absolutely closed. But he saidhe might be able to get some kind of small souvenir. Because I wasbetween.