My hand slid into her panties, and my fingers found the folds of her labia. She was soaking wet already. That excited me to no end. I kissed her deepl... as my fingers slid through her lips and into her opening. She was breathing heavily through her nose as we kissed with renewed passion. My fingers moved up to toy with her clit. I began to stroke her swollen nub with the length of my finger, moving it up and down against it. Jean began to buck her hips up and down against my hand. Her head. Sheopened it and I followed her inside to a small dressing room."I hope this is okay," she replied, and I noted the first hint ofnervousness that she had displayed in the short time since we met. Ihad a feeling she was worried about what I would think of such a smalldressing room."It's fine," I replied with a smile. I knew that I would be placed in asmaller dressing room this evening. I was only going to be on stage forthree songs, and my name was not even listed on the headline. Honestly,I was. She feels as if her presence is making things unclean. The messed up bed sheets, covered in her sweat, the glaring walls soaked in her tears, her cries, her screams."I really do wan to leave from here. I feel Ive been through hell, and now, I just want to be alone."She slides off the bed, and picks her clothes up. She gets dressed again, keeping her eyes on him the entire time."Please, can we just go?"He hears in her tone of voice, something broken. So it was possible. This strong stubborn. I left them to it and headed down putting the wine in the freezer along with a couple of glasses to get them cold, I cracked a can and chilled out waiting for things to settle upstairs.I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew was Terri standing over me with two full glasses of wine, she put them on the table and excused herself to use the toilet, I took the initiative and slipped a couple of pills into her drink and then swore under my breathe as a third dropped in, oops!She returned.