Still mulling over Fonda, I recall she once had a sordid dalliance with the school lesbian and I wondered if she remembered the ropes. (Of course, she...did. It's like riding a Sybian, you never forget.) I wondered if she was still interested in hot girl-on-girl shenanigans, but that delusion crashed as five dudes in sailor outfits burst in, yelling her name in unison like a bad Cheers episode.I thought they might be auditioning for the Village People, but judging by the impressive bulges they. His hips were rising and falling with the rhythm of his finger-fucking. Karen reached down and pulled Bill's hand away from between her legs and stuffed his fingers in her mouth. Then she got up and came over to me and gave me an open mouth kiss. I could taste her sex in her mouth, she stroked my hard cock. "I want you to fuck my pussy while Bill fucks my face." With that she lay back down on the ottoman. Her ass was at one edge and her head hung over the other. She ran her hands over her body.. Kim was still working at that laptop but the rest were justkind of sitting around in various stages of relaxation.Prue must have noticed the look of consternation on my face because sheimmediately got up and crossed the room to stand in front of me,asking, "Billie, are you okay? You look as if you've just seen a ghostor something!" She looked at me searchingly as if she could read on myface, what was in my mind."OH, Prue," I began. "I wish I knew what was going on inside me rightnow. While you. Finally my eyes, reached the zipper of his trousers and my mind fantasized about the length and circumference of his manhood. “Valentina,” said Denise, “I think you need to sit down now.” Glancing around, I noticed all eyes were on me. Muttering the word ‘sorry’, I fell back onto my seat. The violist looked at me with a smirk. It was hard to wonder what’s on his mind. When the audience dismissed themselves from the concert hall, the next ‘performance’ came autograph signing from the show’s star.