She took off to her room and slammed the door hard. I went after her hoping to calm her down. She'd locked the door and I could hear her sobbing."Jas,...open the door please." I pleaded.There was no answer. She was really pissed off at me. I felt bad but in a way I felt it's what I had to do as a big brother. Big brothers always protect little sisters. I knocked several times until she finally opened the door."What else do you want Alex? Now that you've ruined my night!" Tears just streamed down. There was the presence of Jerry Allman and his happy guitar. I was hearing Rory Gallagher's sliding fingers and the busy fingers of Frank Zappa. Gary Moore had to show up in my head with his flying fast fingers, of course. I heard the screaming rock of Randy Rhoads and how Kurt Cobain was always making fun of something. I was surrounded in the studio by greatness that was forever lost to the world, but would never be forgotten. I was listening and playing all their styles as they were the ones. He released her beautiful tits, they bounced slightly as they fell. Firm like a teenage girl’s tits should be. Her nipples were standing hard, and her slightly puffy areolas looked yummy. He licked down the mound of her breast and caressed her neck until he reached her nipples. Then, gently taking her areolas into his mouth, he started to slowly suck while sliding the tip of his tongue back and forth over her nipple. Chelsea started moaning. He moved his hand down to her other breast and. When we came up for air, I felt so flushed. I lost my balance and caught the edge of the dresser to keep from falling, and Roger sat back and sat on the bed. His eyes glazed over. But I knew he was happy. The huge smile on his face told me."Diane, I don't know what to say. You make me feel, well, so excited. You are a beautiful woman. Your breasts, thighs and how that baby doll fits you in just the right places." He reached out, caressed my cheek and then took my hand and led me to the.