Thanks."Van Horn didn't move when I backed out of my parking space. He apparently wanted to give me plenty of room before he started following me. Aft...r all, he knew that I was headed to the Berkshires, so he didn't have to follow too closely until we got into Massachusetts. What I couldn't understand was why he had allowed himself to get as close to me as he had. He had to know that I would spot him. This whole thing was giving me a knot in my stomach.Thirty miles later I crossed into New York. It was mid week and her new customer survey was due out by Friday causing all her department to work long hours. "James is panicking because our figures are late."James was her immediate boss who I have told you about before. Almost absentmindedly she undid both of her jacket buttons to expose her swaying bust to my eyes. Of course this had an instance result in making my cock swell."I see you'll pleased to see me," she giggled nodding at the bulge in my pants."Would you like to fuck my tits,". Trina frowned, “I was hoping just seeing them might help you out, but I guess that didn't work.” “Maybe if he sees me play with them it will help.” Ben suggested. Trina raised her eyebrows at his suggestion, “And I’m supposed to believe this is all for Mr. Roth’s benefit?” “Oh no, this is definitely both for Mr. Roth and myself.” Ben responded as he reached toward Trina, taking a breast into each hand. Trina didn't stop him, giving Ben the courage to go on. He gently massaged each breast,. I realized she and Fran were becoming performers, not just singers. They had worked out dance steps and body actions to use on their routines. We were adding an element to the band we didn't have before. As I saw it, we were selling ourselves to the audience. In the meantime, Gina was still selling herself to me. I wondered if she understood that she had already sold me. We were doing a lot more face to face singing and the message wasn't lost on the band or our audience.Gina and Fran continued.