Again, she looked neitherleft nor right as she mounted the stage with Elise close behind. Myheart stopped for a moment as Elise reached up and caught ...exia'swrist, I imagined her pulling Lexia back - pushing her from the stageas though she wasn't fit to be there.For a moment the two girls, who had once been best friends and lovers,stared hard into one another. The hall was silent, tense. I had my handover my mouth and only an unspeakable tension in my legs kept me in myseat and not rushing down. It was ugly and beautiful and dangerous and safe and exotic and familiar and hateful and loving all at once. She knew how to walk down the street so as not to attract the go-gangers, or Lone Star (or was it Knight Errant now? Who had the city awarded the police contract to?), or whoever else had some sort of nefarious intent within them.Tonight she had a not so nefarious intent within her. At least not tonight, doing her... normal job. She had been toying around with a new idea for an exhibit:. Maybe she wants to see when you cum.- Idiot! I told him. To me the matter was closed. Not to Pete, as it turned out.Evening the following day, as I was going to bed, I thought about what had happened when I released my first-ever cumshot. I thought about Jenny, got an erection and thought about what Pete had told me. I started wanking slowly, trying to pull back my foreskin a little more. It was so tight. Soon I felt the same sensation building up inside, I lifted the blanket to see how the. The thought made his own smile wider. ‘I’m making breakfast,’ she explained, ‘so Jannie can spend some time in the garden before the sun gets too hot. She told me she has an appointment this afternoon, so the gardening can’t wait.’ She turned to look over her shoulder at him for a brief moment, and added, ‘I hope you like bacon, eggs, and pancakes.’ ‘Yes, I do,’ he replied. ‘How can I help you?’ ‘I don’t know how to make coffee if it’s not instant. Can you handle that? Jannie says she has.