Can wetalk about this again?" I need to go shopping tomorrow. Can you join me?" I'm working. Later?" I've got something on in the evening. I'm look...ng for a job."She smiled. "That's good." Then she frowned. "We might need the moneysoon." I know." Well, Saturday then. I'll come by here in the morning." I'll look forward to it." Good night, Michael." I could see she was uncertain, confused abouthow to leave gracefully. I got up and opened the door for her."Good night, Jan."She stopped as. I wasn’t about to take anymore shit off someone to whom I was extending hospitality. And if there was dirty, rough sex involved, so be it. If she felt oddly in the morning, as least I tried. I threw her onto my bed, looking over the way the white material met her well-tanned skin. Then standing before her, I dropped my shorts, letting my hardened cock spring to its full length. “Suck it, now,” I ordered her, as she shuffled in the bed to get to me. “No. Not there. Get off my bed, get on your. It's just the way life happens." I did not say asshole, but yes I was thinking it.At 3PM we pulled onto the interstate highway for a minimum of 9 hours on the road. It was possible for us to be home by midnight but not likely."We are going to need gas soon," Simpson commented shortly before 6PM."I am going to need a bathroom break soon," I agreed. "How about you Gypsy?" Yeah sometime soon," she said. She seemed to have been deep inside her own thoughts. Since we had been warned not to question. He sat down on the rostrum between Karen and the other girls, "if it bothers the band, maybe we ought to talk about it, Mick? Remember when I started going with Terry? Remember the fight we had 'cos everyone thought I was going to jump ship and join her band?" Yeah, true, I remember. But, hey, I can have a private life, y'know, without having to explain myself..." Mick, you think you can, but you can't. Like it or not, you're now part of this band. You don't have a seperate private life." Oh,.