This isn't fucking Soho." That's just crap, Phil. And you know it. It's just queer consciousness. Getting away from denying our sexuality. That kind o... thing. There's not gonna be any sex on stage." I dunno. You've changed the name. What kind of 'excess' are you intending to represent?" An excess of political correctness, Phil. What d'you think? Now, if you don't mind, I've got to test the sound system."Tabitha's assurances were rather wasted. When Sunbeam arrived, she, Carla and Anita were. That first night we made love in my apartment, I was on a high for so many reasons, but one of those is because I could tell you were attracted to me as a woman, and not just a pathetic, down on her luck sister."I finally realized it tonight, walking to our table, noticing that as I walked, everyone was staring at me. I was feeling nervous because I felt something must have been wrong with my dress. But that wasn't it – they were watching me because I was beautiful. I know it sounds vain, and. More notes of passion escaped her parted lips. His cock twitched, the front of his jeans feeling even more uncomfortable. It took all of his willpower to not strip and pound like an animal into her. ‘Come for me, little one,’ he breathed against her clit, quickening his fingers, ‘Come now.’ His teeth replaced his breath. And she exploded at the sensation, at his command. Her eyes rolled back, her once massaging fingers now clenching his scalp, willing him to stay in place. He didn’t mind. He. He rapped his knuckles on the front door and opened it (everyone just walks into my house). Alex was about to announce his arrival and was stopped half way through the word Dave (how you doing mate? would have been the rest of his introduction had he not seen me tied up, gagged and blindfolded in my red speedos.Alex didn’t speak any more but I gasped, as well as I could manage to gasp, when he touched my erect cock through the red lycra of my speedos.He started rubbing my cock, it felt amazing..