"That was very nice, Norman. Thank you verymuch. I look forward to seeing you the next time.Please see Mom for your schedule on the way out."Norm lay ...here. Naked. Chest still heaving. Splattersof his cum on his flat tummy.He played his last card. "Are you sure you're fullymilked, Sweetheart?"That set me back a bit. Truth was, I was not sure. Ifelt stirrings of little swimmers still hiding in mypink purse. Maybe it was best to get them out.Medically best.I blushed and said, "Maybe once more,. Thompson had always been overtly friendly towards me. She always snuggled me close to her bosom when she hugged me hello. She made it a habit to cradle my face with both hands, then kiss my forehead each time she hugged me. The sweet fragrance of her perfume intoxicated this young hormonal boy. Little did either of us know then, how those memories helped shape our futures. It was her image I saw in my mind the first time I masturbated. I don't remember what else I could have been thinking. It. That’s how I ended up on the Downtown Council’s event committee. I wasn’t a top executive at work, and the committee wasn’t a plum assignment. In fact, the after-work party suffered from poor attendance and was not the networking Mecca it used to be. Each cocktail party had a theme and a designated charity that received any profits. Our charity for the upcoming party was an AIDS organization. They provided assistance to AIDS patients and education for the general population on the prevention of. Being around such a variety of professional pianists, Marcie learned a great deal about her profession fairly quickly. She also learned more than she thought possible about arranging material and just how successful song writers worked.And so when a musician she knew called to ask if she was interested in joining his group in Tampa, she accepted. They had a contract at a large club for one year. Marcie figured, what’s the worst that can happen? I try it for a year; if it doesn’t go any further.