Sitting down again, he picked up his laptop, intending to continue working on the paper that was due two days after the Buckthorn High School Symphoni... Wind Ensemble was scheduled to return from their Canadian trip. He tapped the spacebar to reactivate the machine, which was set to fade to black after 2 minutes of no input. Instead of the document he expected, a movie materialized on the screen and sound came from the speakers. A well-built, big-titted starlet with bleached blonde hair knelt on. It began to appear that she might have finally learned her lesson. Danny had kept her for himself since he'd brought her out of the hospital. After the trio had returned to Las Vegas, Chico had sought out his own preferred type of female companionship, mostly overweight hookers he was able to find in some of the late night bars around town. These were the ones he liked to frequent after his first morning training run.Danny began spending two or three nights a week frequenting the two biggest. Should she or shouldn’t she…she continues to ask the question, stopping by the bar she looks at the cool whip tub and the banana. She smiles and laughs as the kitchen door opens. She jumps from nervousness and surprise and there before her stands Bill.Without a word she climbs up on the bar with nothing on but her necklace and a smile. Bill gazes at her, raking his eyes from the top of her head to the bottoms of her feet as he slowly walks over to her. No words are spoken as he sticks his. Tara opened another of the model Marissa’s sets. “No, her boobs are too different – they sag and point down. And my, uh…ahem…fun-button…well, it isn’t QUITE so big!”I shifted in my seat and put my hand on my crotch. “I’m getting turned on,” I said. “Is it okay if I play with myself?” I hoped she would do the same, just as the week before.“Of course,” Tara said. “I’m getting turned on, too.” She opened up another folder marked ‘Sylvia’ and started skipping through photos until the model was.