“So, do you want to be honest with me?” I asked. “What are you doing here, really?” Her full lips formed around the rim of her mug and she sip...ed. She set it down firmly before looking at me. Her smile was coy. “I noticed you checking me out as we climbed the stairs the other day. In fact, as I climbed them today on my way here, I got a little tingle remembering. And,” she went on, “I know what you’re doing here. Cheryl told me she was helping out a friend. When I saw the two of you, though, I. This is exciting! If this goes as well as I think I'll probably decide to major in psychology.Anyway, this document is the required project journal, in which I'll be recording my findings. Of course, Dr. Samuels told us clearly in class today that this was not a diary; we were only supposed to be recording our project results. So technically, this whole paragraph shouldn't be here. But that's the beauty of computers; I'll just edit this out at the end of the semester before I turn it in. In the. I watched for a minute. He was growing into a fine young man and must admit that his frsh young body was turning me on. That is when he noticed me and stopped. We both froze staring at each other. I was not sure what to do so I tried to make him comfortable and walked into the bathroom and told him this was normal thing for men and women to do. He then told me he was having a hard time getting off and that his cock was hurting. He said that one of the ladies at the pool gave him a boner and. .." Well, we don't have many options left," said Madeleine. "I'm getting the very real impression that if your friend Steph can't rescue Crystal Passion then the band has already played its farewell concert."I pretty much agree with Madeleine. The last real gig as Crystal Passion—that is with the eponymous band leader—was that first engagement at the Penitence Club where Judy Dildo was the real driving force. What I'd prefer to remember as the final Crystal Passion gig was the first one at the.