"Travis? Travis Tolliver? Is that you?" she said. "Sure is Jill, I mean Judy," I answered with a grin. "I say again, whatthe hell are you doing playin... whore?" "God! You scared the hell out of me," she said with a sobbing laugh. "My heart is racing like crazy. Where on earth did you come from? Why?.What?.Travis Tolliver. I haven't seen you since.I don't remember thelast time." Suddenly she changed from frightened to pissed. "What the helldo you mean scaring me like that? Who do you think you. About athird of the girls came down in front of the orchestra, wheremicrophones and stands had been placed during the break.They gave a stage reading of a musical play called, "Let George Do It."Some of it was wincingly silly, but mostly I found it cute and funny.It was about George Washington and the American Revolution.Afterwards, the girls returned to their positions in the back and therest of the girls returned, and they sang a few more songs. Vanessahad a nice solo part; she could really. She was so comfortable with herself sexually, it was intoxicating. I buried my mouth into the softness of her breasts, pulling her bra down so I could take her nipples between my lips. I sucked on them gently, pulling them through my teeth. She was getting wet, a warm moisture soaking through her panties onto my hand."Take your top off," she said gently. I pulled it off while she watched me. I took my time as she obviously enjoyed seeing my body. I unclasped my bra slowly and let it fall. My. The only other significant event during this time happened during a freak thunderstorm. The LeClercs had placed me in Monique's room with a second bed, but the thunder somehow frightened me so much that I huddled together with Monique for comfort. I do not believe either of us thought about it, but fifteen minutes later we were kissing passionately, and I was sliding her nightshirt off. It took a bright lightning flash as we were kneeling on the bed in panties and kissing to bring us to our.