"Ssh Linda, you'll wake up JR." I don't give a fuck who hears me. Make me cum."He pulled back from my love canal and remained silently on his knees. H... was mentally wiped out.Still loud, "What's her name, Kenny?"He gave me such an innocent look. "What's whose name, Linda?" Fuck you, Kenneth McGuire. What's the name of the cunt that you were fucking tonight before you got home?"He was silent, which was tantamount to a confession."I'm going to bed. You'd better sleep at some hotel tonight." I. There were links to the tour schedule, their songs and short bios for Ryan and the others. He skimmed the blog, smiling at the entries as well as the give-and-take between the band and the fans. Next he went to the media gallery and was astonished by both the amount and organization of the pictures and videos. He clicked through some photos and then watched a video. There was Ryan, on stage and happy. Brody watched her play the guitar on one song, keyboard on another. As Evan had said, and as. They all came out wearing their speedos.The boys got nervous as Gail gave an inspection. Her hand went out and felt the material of Chuck's suit. He started to get hard and she smiled and went to the next boy. I was sure she was salivating when she was done. "Those suits look very good. I should get one like that myself."I went next door and put a note on the table mentioning our location. I spoke for Gail and asked that they come over when they arrived home.I ran out the front door and down. ‘Don’t they have massage facilities on board? And a sauna?’ she asked, leafing through the various documents. ‘I’m sure they do. That would feel real nice,’ I replied softly. She turned to me suddenly and offered me a free rub right then, if I wanted. Suddenly, my mind filled with the memory of that one time I was in her office and I had mentioned to her that my neck was sore. She then promptly sat me down in her chair and brought her fingers to the back of my head and along my shoulders and.