Misha enjoyed the midnight snack that I was giving her. She wiped her lips and licked her fingers and said goodnight baby. I pulled up my pants and we...t home. I was wondering if this was going to be a problem. Damn my dick was still hard and I had just deposited money in her bank. So I got home and jumped right into the bed and fell soundly asleep. Now on Sunday I did not hear anything from Misha, nor did I call her. I had enough of her nice big fat hairy juicy pussy of hers for the weekend.. That was AWESOME! all the boys cheered. Even the girls cheered. In the group there four girls and four boys. The girls were me, Betty, Katie, and Alisha. I didnt know one of the boys and the other three were Nicholas, David and Matt. The night continued, and were all incredibly drunk. Betty was hooking up with David on one of the beds, and Alisha with the boy I didnt know. So left in our truth or dare circle was me, Nicholas, Matt, and Katie. Make out with each other again! Matt yelled. That. She virtually gulped her coffee, picked fitfully at the small fruit plate and croissant that room service had brought and finally, still in her peignoir, went over to the piano for her warm-up.For a lead singer the rule is that you do only a light warm-up the morning of a performance; you save the main exercise for about an hour before the curtain rises, more or less—it varies among singers—so it'll carry over on stage. But she started on her full routine, which sounded perfectly fine to me,. “We need to talk.”I led Sygor over towards our picket so we could be alone, but still be within a short distance of the camp, and under the watchful eye of our fellow companions.It took me a minute or two to come up with what to say to Sygor. I did appreciate how he felt. It had been a horrendous sight to see, and while he probably hadn’t known any of the dead, the knowledge that his own village had been slaughtered by men just like those that had killed the people at the compound, and that he.