He rubbed his eyes and gotup, though he was confused as to what exactly was going on. He rolled hisneck and tried to think of what happened. There was...a wishing well, thenall these guys turned into girls who fucked him..."No..." He shook the thought from his head, the absurdity of it too much.Soon the thoughts faded into the haze that all dreams eventually fallinto and he got up. He could hear the shower running, and assumed Philwas getting ready for the party tonight. He walked over to his. We had an hour and a half of movie, so what the hell.He had his hands up my shirt, pulling and rubbing my nipples. He broke our kiss to nibble on my ears, and kiss my neck. I leaned my head back, loving it, until I had to grab his face forcefully and bring it to mine again. I thrust my tongue deep in his mouth, holding his face steady with mine. Overcome with lust, I unzipped his pants and stuck my hand inside, noticing too late the couple and the two girls who were watching, now less. He was also aware that the Glasgow gangs would dearly love to get their hands on him - if anything, that would probably be worse than a lifetime in prison.Gavin decided that he had to start making plans just in case he had to run for it. He had read enough books to have some ideas about how he might come up with a new identity for himself and over the next few weeks he did some research into the first step he would need to take.He spent some time on the Internet looking at newspaper archives. Then Laura, unwilling to wait, peeled the peach lace camisole off Barbara's naked body, following her fingers everywhere with her lips, pulling Barbara down onto the bed and kissing every inch of her delicious silky black body, until Barbara was writhing and whimpering.Somehow, making love to Jonelle had inspired Laura, and she was now unwilling to just fall into frantic rutting with Barbara. Instead, she wanted to string it out, to lavish on Barbara a skill that she usually reserved for her.