“I have an idea,” she said. She reached behind and pulled her musical instrument to the front. It was some kind of stringed instrument; Vennoa was...not familiar with anything musical.Fender started playing a tune and singing. She started off with an upbeat song with quick tempo, and that drew the attention of nearby people. A small crowd gathered around the party, and slight smiles started to form on their faces. It was working!Vennoa couldn’t help but feel her spirits being lifted by Fender’s. I mean, she could pull back, but she comes over here all the time.”“I know. It’s still kinda sad, though. Brindy and Carlita, everybody KNOWS what they are to each other.”“You know,” Haley said, “I still wish...”“I know. I guess we just need to trade that little bit for extra efforts when it’s just us.”“Bill, Deena’s talkin’ about sex again.”Bill’s voice from up the hall. “Deena, stop that! I’ve got a toilet torn apart here.”“Okay,” I said, and with one move, pulled Haley’s face to mine for a. ’ 
She glared at the screen. ‘You have got to be kidding me.’ A few hours later, she was typing furiously, pausing only to take deep gulps of coffee when Dylan popped by her desk. ‘How’s work?’ She sighed, leaned back and stretched her hands, popping her knuckles as she did so. ‘Killer. What about you?’ He shook his head, his long curly hair tumbling back and forth. ‘Such a fuckup. Dinner soon?’ She blew out a deep breath and thumbed through a thick stack of papers. ‘Apparently, meals will. The dares kept going until we no longer had truths. Jane had to let both John and I motorboat her nice 36-C tits. John had to tap his cock on top of Di’s head like he was playing drums. Finally, when it was Di’s turn, John went for it. He said Di had to give both he and I 45-second blow jobs. Di blushed at first, and I wasn’t sure what to do considering my girlfriend situation. Jane told Di to go for it. She had already sucked John many times, so that wasn’t a big deal. She got up wrapped in.