She said her name was Kate and to forget about life sometimes and learn to enjoy it. After a long chat with Kate, I built up the courage to ask her w...at she was doing after work. Kate told me she was going to hang out with a girlfriend of hers at her beach house. I asked her if I was invited.. Ha what a terrible line! She told me sure but maybe I should take a couple of more shots before we go. I listened to her and pounded out two more shots. I followed Kate home and when we got to her. That is how our mornings start going. I guess you can now call us the new clique.It’s a week before Christmas break and I’m downstairs in my music room as Carl is giving me the itinerary. Brittany is there, as usual, she is always there wherever I go she is fucking there. Carl tells me that we fly out to California, perform as openers. Then we get on the tour bus and head south to Las Vegas, Arizona. Texas, Colorado than New Year’s eve at home where it ends.Early Saturday morning I pick up Carl. I welcomed to come inside the home. She readily came inside. She was wearing tight t-shirt and jeans pant. The t-shirt was low cut in front and her boobs were well outlined. The cloth of t-shirt was thin, that i would easily see her nipples projecting! Her tight pant gripped here even more sexy hips and buttocks tight and it highlighted the lower body. She sat on the sofa on the drawing room. I could not help myself from looking at her boobs! She quickly noticed that! I asked her whether she. .Where was she? I wanted to peek out into the shop and call to her, but Iwas afraid--what if someone saw me like this? I looked around the tinyroom again, this time looking for anything I could wear, anything tohide my nude and fearful body.No luck! So that's why they'd dried me with hair dryers instead of atowel! There was absolutely nothing back here that could be used asclothing. Not so much as a Kleenex!Shivering with dread, I summoned up all my courage, tiptoed to the door,and opened it a.