"How is that, honey?" he said, with no clue what was on her mind."Maybe we should not be thinking of only people we know. Maybe we need to just go out...to clubs or something and see if something clicks when we meet someone, male or female. What do you think?" Holly was eager to keep the concept going. Her crotch would get wet every time she thought of a new cock pounding her pussy. "I don't know, Holly. I mean, if you just want to fuck, then that would work, but if you want to make it more than. The spot hit her as she clacked onto the stage with authority. She wore high heeled black boots, violet long socks rolled up to her knees, achingly tight tights, a long unbuttoned black coat over a brief violet top. A good six inches of midriff was laid bare to the delight of the fans and a fake jewel sparkled from her navel.A succession of large shows had honed the band's act to near perfection. They'd figured out what delighted the crowds and blatantly played to the lowest common. "I-I think I'm going to be sick." Sick?" Jack said with sudden rage, humiliated by Pam's unexpected response. "You think you're going to be sick? Shit... I'm the one who should be sick... from the dead way you make love. It's like making love to a corpse... Sometimes I feel like I'm jacking off..." Insults that had been festering in him for months began to bubble up from his guts and he had to make a conscious effort to stop himself, knowing he was going too far. The stricken look on Pam's face. ” He nodded. As soon as we had seemed to know what we wanted, Faye had returned.“Oh, excellent, I have just the perfect white to pair with that,” she said brightly. Peter did order his steak. Faye headed off, and Alex’s hand ran over my thigh. I picked off her fingers and she looked up at me with adoring eyes.“I’m going to freshen up before supper,” she told me. It took me a moment before I realized I had to move. She looked at her father as she rose. Her beautiful red dress clung to her figure.