They wound up in a town about 30 minutesdown the Garden State Parkway, and we moved to the same town as theydid, but not the same neighborhood. I did...see Joanne once again,though, as a senior in high school when we played their school. I wasin the band and she was head cheerleader. She grew up to be afantastic beauty, but had developed the typical late 60s cheerleaderattitude. We exchanged greetings, but being in the band didn't ratewith her. No big loss. She had a boyfriend (football. As soon as I shifted, she opened her eyes and kissed me saying, "I love you."We slid from between our bedmates and began our morning routine. In the shower, I made sure Sue had a full donation of my half of the mixture needed to make the new life she wanted so much.As we were drying, the sleepyheads came into the bathroom, peed, and got into the shower. I was dressed when they both came out of the bathroom naked, saying that I couldn't leave till I had thoroughly kissed both of them.I kissed. “Oooohhh, how sweet … you’re only thinking of what’s good for me.”The guys promised to buy me some real clothes before we left in the morning, but tonight was different. I left the tank top and flip flops in the shop. I also picked out a pair of high heeled sandals. The ‘dress’ I was now wearing as we walked the blocks to the restaurant gave only slightly more support for my breasts than the tank top did (which had zero support). What I was wearing was cream colored, a deep cleavage cut, almost. Dave put a bucket and wash cloth down next to Ken. He stood there holding a towel for the man to use in drying off. Ken started taking a whore’s bath.“Do you think he’ll ever come after Raven again?” Dave asked.While moving a bale of hay, Steve said, “No. He’s history.”“I wish we could have done more to him,” Dave said.Steve picked up the stack of clothes and returned to stand by Ken. He felt a little weird standing there like some sort of valet. He decided he’d hit Ken upside the head if he.