She was so angry she couldn't say another word while we continued to stand in the icy wind waiting to be let in and out of the cold. Jane more than ma...e up for her sister's intemperate silence with a tirade about what a shit-hole America was and how she planned to quit the Crystal Passion band and get back to her studies at Uni as soon as the tour was over or, maybe at this rate, a fuck of a lot sooner than that.I didn't have much hope that things would be much better when we got inside The. So finally they let it stay. By this time, theclass had noticed the pattern the dead kid followed. On good days, it came early, moved more smoothly, and acted much more,well, alive. Teachers swore they could almost see the person the dead kidhad been, before it had died. But when it was late, and that meant thatwhatever mortician fixed it up for school had not had a good night. And today it was the latest yet, so late they started to think it wasn'tcoming at all when they heard the by now. I also started to remove her top and slide her mini up. Soon she was completely naked with only her high heels and I was left in my underpants. We were kissing each other as if there will be no tomorrow. We were sucking on each other’s tongues. I loved the sweet nectar taste of her saliva. I started cupping her breasts and started sucking on her white boobies. I chewed lightly her pink nipples and she started making passionate sounds then and I shifted my focus from her left breast to the right. So just enjoy! I had been waiting outside the dressing room of the Indian Cricket Team for quite long. I was getting desperate to meet the man of my dreams. And now I could hear the voice of footsteps nearing me. There they were, the whole contingent of 15 strongly built sexy men in blues. Although, almost everyone in the squad is worth the try, I was especially glad to see Sachin Tendulkar- drenched in his own sweet sweat. The whole team started entering the room. Everybody noticed me as I was.