‘He’s good.’ ‘And you two sound good together, I think.’ ‘But you already knew that, didn’t you?’ ‘Maybe,’ he said, with that s...ug look she had seen too many times already. ‘But now the only question is, which one of us talks to him after the show?’ Patch let the question hang in the air for a moment before it got its inevitable answer. ‘I’d like to talk to him,’ Donna stated, not taking her eyes off the stage. She could easily let herself get enchanted by his motion as he played. She. Later that night all three of us were downstairs in the living room watching family Guy. Beth and I were on the couch and my father was in a lawn chair. He didn't want to share the couch with us dirty teenagers. Now it's cold in the apartment, after all it is late December and the house is a bit drafty. So Beth and I are sharing a blanket to keep warm. My father leaves the room for something and Beth leans over and gently bites my neck while undoing my belt and the button and zipper of my. She was wearing shoes with a small heel.The main road in Aiya Napa was crowded with revelers as usual. We pushed their way into one crowded bars after another and knocked back beer after beer. I always liked it when Lyn was in a drinking mood as she got more and more sexual and, if I am honest, more open to lurid behavior. By about 2am we ended up in a completely packed night club. Standing beside Jenny at the bar, I watched a hand running its way up the back of Lyn’s leg and up, under her. I soaked mine when I saw him walk through the door.’ Edith took Little One’s right hand and pressed it against the damp spot weeping through her panties. ‘Oh my, Edith, you are wet.’ Edith ran her hand up the inside of Little One’s thigh and pushed her fingers inside Little One’s panties. ‘Look who else is wet,’ she said. ‘Just think what it will be like to have a real man play with your pussy. I bet he has a big cock too.’ ‘Edith!’ Little One cried, ‘You are terrible’ Edith’s fingers pulled.