“I’m Janice. Janice Lowerman.” “Nice to meet you,” Cindee said, shaking my hand. “Want something to drink?” “Um, sure,” I said, and ...ithin seconds I was holding a flute of champagne. I took a sip. “Did you like the show?” Cindee asked. I nodded. “It was amazing!” I gushed. “You were really great!” Cindee shrugged. “I was okay. My techs missed some of the lighting cues, and I’m still having trouble dancing and singing at the same time.” “Well, I didn’t notice,” I said. “I thought you were. Yeah, I needed Joey to help me. There was still some birthday left, so I went and got a burger and I was walking along the Strip eating it, and a car drove up and it was like a Mercedes or something, and the guy said to get in, and so I did, and he told me he wanted to fuck me, how much, and I told him fifty and he looked at me like, yeah, right, but said okay and drove in back of a little strip mall, and told me to get out of the car and take my shorts off and then to bend over the car. He. She'd found long ago that if she rubbed her clit while she filled herself to capacity with water, she could take more water and hold it longer. She'd also found that she could often climax with the water inside of her, or while she expelled the clean water into the tub. Sometimes she'd take her black dildo into the tub with her, fill the tub about half full, and fuck her cunt with the dildo while she waited to see if all the residue had worked its way out. Sometimes she'd finger fuck herself,. I did relax and, yes, the wine helped, but the three of them were the main reason, they were all so nice and comfortable to be with. "Well, the guys and I would like for you to join us as our girlfriend if you'd like, Mia. Any other questions, comments, feel free to say 'no' if that's what you want, it's quite all right with us." "No, I think I'd like to do it, you all seem really nice and, well, sexy, too." "Ah, let's have another glass of wine, then, and toast our new partnership," Anna said.