They reminded me of a wicked trio I had a couple-three years back in the days when I had a CD out and concert hall gigs and money out the wazoo and ev...rybody was talking ‘next big thing’ and ‘blues original’ and I couldn’t buy my own drinks from here to Miami. I was on top. Now I was lucky enough to work a crappy piano bar for utility money. Hey, don’t ask me why creativity fails, why talent wanes, why the songs dry up. The times they went a changin’, that’s all. Inspiration vanished. Oh but. I looked at myself in the one more time mirror and took another deep breath, this was it. I was so nervous that I could see myself trembling in the mirror and a question kept ringing in my brain. What if she says no? What if she says no? What if...? I tried to ignore the incessant chanting in my head and pulled my jacket on and fastened it over my shirt (if my parents had seen the way my tits were out on show they wouldn't have let me leave!) I turned away from the mirror and left the bathroom.. He was really hung up on the racial thing. He must assume that because I come from the Southern United States I am a bigot. While it is true that in my home state it isn't hard to find a bigot. It isn't true about me. Or at least it wasn't until just now. It may be unfair. But at this moment I was not feeling very generous towards men in general and black men in particular.John pounded his cock into me several more times and then ground his pubic bone against my mound while he came. I stared. ”I was just kidding, kind of, teasing them. Surely they wouldn’t keep it up.Kristina kept it up, laughing, kind of getting hysterical. Finally I said, “Wow, if I wasn’t driving and you were doing this to me I’d have a hard time not just making love, you know what I mean?” “Yes,” she said. “And you would fuck me?” “Wow, that’s not being careful. But you better ease up because all you’ll get out of this is my penis shooting gizem all over and making a mess. But that’s also okay with me if you.