This ... goes on tour with us.“New orchestra, work on that in your spare time. That will end every evening on our Christmas Tour.”“What Christma... Tour?” Mike Bell, my shill, asked.“We have promised to go to California for a week in December. We now have two large buses capable of getting there in eight days, performing along the way, then four days in California, and eight days’ home. I guarantee everyone will be home in time for Christmas.”While I was saying this, Jeff and Brian were giving. The fact that I’d managed to pin her on her own bed while she was half-naked was probably pretty humiliating by itself. I wasn’t in much of a hurry to decide. Rare victories like this needed to be savored. Also, her butt was rubbing against me as she tried to push me off, and it felt kinda good.“Let go!” She twisted underneath me and I felt my dick slip between the cheeks of her ass. It lay trapped between us, pointed up at the small of her back.Sometimes I called her ‘Assie’ because her rear. .... don’t know what you’ve done to me, but……….." I couldn't let her continue; I shushed her and told her there was no need for her explain. I kissed her on the forehead and walked out to my car..................................................It had been a few days since the showdown over that took place Sunday morning and I was back to my everyday grind. Cheyene was all I could think about, well I lied. Hell I had all three women on the brain to tell the truth. Work had been completely. I guess he found my situation funny."Well I never," he exclaimed on being alone with me. "You make such apretty damsel."I could think of nothing to say in reply, only blush at his compliment.We were taken to the ceremony by a wedding carriage pulled by a team ofsix matched pony-girls all having braided manes and tails intertwinedwith ribbons of white satin.After walking down the aisle escorted by six brides maids I stood at thehead of the aisle alongside Drusus. Uncle Pete relied "I do," when.