I really didn't want to, even though I had an invitation. I was sure Merilee would be there, and I didn't need that right now. The party was Sunday ni...ht, so I had a couple of days to dream up an excuse not to go. Maybe I'd catch a cold by then.I was slightly surprised when Brains walked in with his wife. She worked at some law office or other, while Brains was the computer boss at the school board."Hey, Duke. How they hangin'?" he cracked. "You remember Sonya, don't you?" Sure ... nice to see. While pulling in the drive, John smiled. She had the porch light turned on. Their signal saying, she will be naked, waiting, and very wet.He closed the truck door, set the alarm, and walked to the front door. A chuckle escaped his lips as he slid the house key into the lock. The thought of him sliding his key into her lock was about as cheesy and sophomoric a way to describe sliding his hard cock into her wet and wanting pussy as there ever could be. But, he still smiled and giggled at the. .In fact, they placed after the break off with some good old swing numbers and the result was a James Session, which I will not forget.The rhythm packed us and succeeded Little-curly-head to drag me on the dance floor... it went quite well, you know, with Foxtrot you can manage a lot. The later the hour, so quiet was the music, supposedly because of the neighbors, but today I'm not so sure if the friendly musicians did not want to do a bit more with the two of us... Anyway, from the jazz was a. While I was putting on my leg and getting dressed I watched the ladies as they got up in twos and threes and jumped into the shower. The last two were Julie and Gina. This Gina was really built. When she disappeared into the shower, I asked Brandy, "Who is this? Where did she come from?"Brandy said, "She's Gina Martinelli, Giovanni Martinelli's youngest daughter."I thought I was going to be sick. "What in the hell are you guys doing attacking that girl. Her father is a very tough guy to deal.