That purple was her favourite colour and that she would like to go to Ibiza, if she could find the money. Not all at once, but her mouth rarely stood ...till during the 25 minutes the ride to the suburbs usually took. “But what about you, Paul...Are you seeing any one?” she asked him one Friday afternoon in November.“No, that divorce takes time…he said. There was a slight accent to his Danish. From an English speaking country. She had never asked him where he came from. For once she paused. Maybe. As we neared room two-fifty-three, an old friend, Gary Flajnik, swung the door open so we could slip into the room quietly. I hadn't seen Gary in ten years, so we mugged a silent hello and thanks for his success with the manager of the motel. Many of the seven others I hadn't seen for a long time, so we also did our silent hellos as I went from man to man to thank them for their participation in this operation. I introduced Crystal to everyone with whispers, and she gave everyone a hug in. Gave him a wink then slid into the back seat. The bus was busy but most seemed to be asleep so I beckoned him up with a finger and stared into his eyes as he got closer.He sat down next to me and looked confused, taking in my tits that were stretching my black sweater and the tightness of my faded jeans over my thighs. I saw him stare at my groin so I took his hand and rubbed it over my growing cock. I rubbed him through the strides and felt a very respectable cock getting interested.Smothered. My tulip? Maybe by accident? Ormaybe on purpose?" Maybe, maybe not," Mom said. "You'll never know." Did you turn me over?" I'm not answering that question either." Can I put my nightgown on now?" No you may not. Sorry. But we're not done yet with you. The boys decidedthey need you to be awake for some more of the shots that they want to getof you. You woke up just in time. They just needed to make more room onthe cameras, they'll be back very soon."In the meantime, stay exactly as you are..