"Hey, after the show, do youwant to meet me at my hotel room? I want to catch up with you." Selenaasked. I didn't want to be rude, so I accepted her i...vitation. We wereboth then lead to our seats as the award show was set to begin in acouple of minutes. We both sat in our seats as we watched the show. Wewere about halfway through the show when I was tapped on the shoulder byone the people running the show. He told me it was almost time for me topresent the award for best new country artist. I. So were just chilling out drinking a few beers watching the t.v. when theres a knock at the door, I get up wondering if its the food we ordered, its my ex with that look in her eyes that I know she wants to fuck, I smiled at her "rachel nows not really a good time I have friends over" she looked at me for a moment then smiled "the more the merrier" she said.We went back to the living room and my friends looked up hoping it was the pizza we ordered instead seeing rachel, "well theres been a. In the past these adventures were more on the “chanceencounter” side. I would be naked in public – but ifanyone saw us it would appear to be a “chanceencounter.” Wednesday night was to be different. Wewere told this was a small intimate gathering of lessthan 100 people with good food, music, some liveentertainment and a real “whatever happens – happens,”attitude.We have friends who have a condo on South Beach and theyagreed to let us use it for. Click, click, click with Lisa posing for the shoot. With her long nails she was scratching at the cum “scabs” on her inner thighs, neatly putting the “souvenirs” on the side table.“I wonder whose cum this is?” she mused in a semi memory trance. “There’s some around your mouth and on your cheek” I told her. She put her tongue out and tried to lick the mementos of the afternoon’s gangbang off her cheek. This was not working so she asked me to scrape the cum scab off and put it on the pile with.