Kent stooped to pick up a pair, mopping his face with it, grinning into the crowd. If security were doing their job properly, Kent and the rest of the...guys would have their pick from the hottest girls the guards could find. Persuading them backstage was never a problem, these girls would drop their panties for an autograph. Elkie Nichols, the bass player and sole female in the group, pumped her arm high in the air, the noise, the gig, the whole evening acting like an aphrodisiac to her. She. Diane had corrected him on more than one occasion. She didn’t like his self-deprecating deflections whenever she offered a compliment, she had said he was handsome and rather attractive on more than one occasion. As he leaned back enjoying the warm water, he really started to feel the sixteen-ounce glass of bourbon he had finished begin to course through his system. Diane had been outside for over an hour, working on her flower beds. It was a warm day and being out in the yard made her happy.. When the sun finally awakened them around ten am the next morning, they were laying in a bed that was soaked in sweat and cum. Both women wanted more of each other but the bike still had to be dealt with, so after bathing in the lake and fingering and kissing each other to what Holly thought would be their last orgasm, they dressed and took the truck to get the bike. Jessica was smart enough to suggest they take a couple of planks for ramps to get the bike into the bed of the pickup. They drove. ” Daphne deposited the rest of her coins and mashed the button. Then she turned. “Mallory, did I do something wrong this morning?”“Um..” Mallory bit her lip. “Yes and no.” She fidgeted with the machine’s coin return as she searched for words. “See Daphne, the thing is--”“Daphne?” Holly’s heavy footsteps boomed down the stairs and both girls did a double take. Her outfit was the standout. The powder blue blouse and dark ripped jeans managed both style and comfort; Neither or those words were.