She wasn't talking on the phone, it was still on the hook. Her eyes were shut, her teeth biting down on her bottom lip.The movement of her hand under ...er skirt was obvious now that I looked, but from anywhere more than a few feet away I doubt anyone would have seen. Her eyes opened a little, looking in my direction, then opened wide and her hand dropped from under her skirt.I smiled and opened the door a crack. "You nearly done?" I asked with a smirk, "I need to phone the office."She looked at. "There is something". I looked down and through her thin shirt at her breasts which were hidden teasingly inside the cups of that sexy lace black bra. I rested the palm of one hand on one of her tits and she breathed deeply. I continued, "only I'm too ashamed to say it. You're such a sweet girl. I would hate to offend you." I was thinking of a sexual favour and wondered how to phrase my request.I thought she was about to bolt so took my hand away from her firm breast. Then she took my hand and. " But why? So I would know that you could never give it up? That our relationship has no chance at all?" I already said that I would cut back like you asked, I've already agreed to give it up for you." Courtney, I was on that stage, I saw you with my own eyes. I felt that crowd. You can't give up touring; it would be like cutting out your heart. What you get from being on that stage, nothing else can give you. No one can replace that. I can't ask you to give that up!" I'm at least willing to. * Part Six Around midnight the party moved inside. We were all pretty spent having been drinking, eating and swimming for hours. The girls were used to being topless and were completely relaxed in their interactions now. As they flopped on the couches and bean bags, there was an intimacy in the air that was formed by the events of the evening. Clara and Marissa were now wearing the microminimus bottoms that barely existed. Danielle had found another pair of panties and looked more than.