I motioned her towards the table and sat down across from her, flipping open my laptop. “I just need to get some basic information,” I explained,...tapping randomly on the keys. “So what’s your name?”“Stacy Anders... Smith,” she stammered. “Stacy Smith.” I nodded, typing. “You’re smart to use a stage name,” I acknowledged. It helps when you start to get famous and everyone is trying to call you. She smiled, liking the sound of that. Now, you’re at least eighteen, right?”“Uh... is that. Dan walked around, pretending to admire various family photographs and objets d'art while surreptitiously checking the dosimeter in his watch. I made small talk with Professor Nolan.Clay came bounding down the stairs, his erection leading the way."Hi, Anastasia, I didn't realize you were here already." Are you about ready to go?" his mother asked."No, Beth's hogging the shower again."Professor Nolan rolled her eyes. "She's been in there more than 30 minutes."Clay looked at the clock. "Don't. She didn’t go to night clubs like Jane, Jacquie and me. She wasn’t interested in folk music like Andrea. The music she most enjoyed had to have energy, power and an instant impact. And this proclivity had to be overlaid somehow on the groove-based rhythm and melody that we were contributing to the Crystal Passion mix. Within a week of Judy approaching Crystal, she was a full member of the band and joined us at the disused retail unit we’d hired to rehearse the remaining few songs for the. .., ohhh, yeah!"He replaced his right hand with his left on his cock, but still not jacking off. Then he reached out with the same hand he had been rubbing his dick with, and slowly reached out to touch the top of her pubic mound.He gently started rubbing his fingers through her dark brown pubic hair, not quite going as far as her slit yet. Sandy was still fast asleep, but her breathing became more rapid as he stroked her. Then he ran his first two fingers down the outside of her pussy lips and.