Well if you want to get into, say, Julliard, then you pretty much have to have a Gilchrist invite on your resume. They've never invited rock musicians... ever. I sent in our tapes anyway thinking nothing would come of it. I got a package back yesterday. Six of those three hundred musicians from the whole country are sitting in this room. All six are the first rock musicians ever invited." What do we do at this festival?" asked Kyle."Oh we would do couple of performances over the two weeks, but in. I was completely entranced. Hearing my lover's voice and feeling his hands on me even though they were my own. Now completly wet and extremely aroused I wanted to cum. I needed to cum badly, here, in our spot in the Parking Lot. I continued to fuck my pussy with my fingers and wildly buck up my hips. I thought of the one thing that always sends me over the edge."I want you to fuck my face Little One. REALLY fuck my face. Grab my hair. NO, REALLY fucking grab my hair. Pull my face into your wet. She just felt happy.He dropped her hand reluctantly then nodded faintly and stepped back and away. "We must be off. Hope you'll forgive me and Barkley. Must be off to class. My pleasure, Catalina." Katherine," she whispered as she removed her shades, watching after him as they disappeared around the corner, up the hill toward the campus. It was over a year now since the divorce. Katherine was somewhat lucky one could say. She did get a goodly portion of their dual assets when it was finalized.. Fool around, I guess. Probably go hiking, take some bike trips.”“Sally into that?”“Guess so, we haven’t talked much about it. We did that last year.” Kyle pulled stuff out of his pack and put it away. “How’s it going with you and Melanie?”“Oh, great. We’re good friends. Have been for years, ever since fourth grade.”“I hear you’re going together.”“Who said?”“Melanie told Sally. I’m real glad for you, Tom, I was really sorry about that business that Saturday. Except it got Sally and me.