"Yeah I was.. and I'm sorry if that ruins our frie-"I was interupted by his body falling onto mine. He layed on top of me, looked me in the eyes and ...aid "Yes". He leaned down and kissed me. I felt his tongue enter my mouth and his hands roaming through my hair. So many thoughts were going through my head right now. What if his parents catch us? Did he really say yes? Why are my eyes open? What do I do with my hands? Are we about to have sex... AGAIN!? I put my hands up his shirt and wrapped. ..............She thought: " Well, it is my birthday........." ."Julian ,dear, my love Denis cannot give me the fuck I need..........I would risk my life to do that with him now............do I need to say more? I want to watch him lick the rest of the semen, wine and butter from our toes...I am going to rub myself, and I can't really speak for Rachel...but I want to get out of this gown..and masturbate for his pleasure...........this is........"safe sex'..........ugh..... I hate that. . it cost a quarter for the day ... but it was empty and there was enough room for the duffle.The duffle wasn’t a modern duffle ... room enough for a towel, flip-flops, shorts and a tee shirt. No. This was a seaman’s duffle ... enough room for the world and three teenage girls. Two million in straps of 100’s weighs pretty close to 44 pounds. Oddly enough ... used bills weigh more than new ones. They pick up moisture and dirt in the handling.Fifties would be twice that ... or 88 pounds ... IF. Right about then, Roger looked at his watch and realized that it was 5:45 pm, a bit past his desired hours, but he didn’t want to break up his ladies’ fun just yet. Instead, he walked over to them and left a note, letting them continue their Sapphic pleasure with each other while he did something else. It was a personal mission, and while it not make sense to others, it did to him. He would find Alice and do her a favor ... no, not take her back, but find her a sponsor. He had a good idea where.