When I awoke on Sunday, Jill was still lying on my chest. I had both of my arms around her, holding her as if to protect her. Her body felt almost hot...against me, her breath warm as it played against my chest. It felt so right to have her snuggled up to me. She smelled of Jill, not soap and shampoo. It was a good smell. Her hair tickled my nose.I leaned down and kissed the top of her head."Uuuhmm." Her right arm tightened around my side."Hey. Are you awake?" I guess." You feel good here.". Having two such ravishing ladies on their arms had begun to clear the men’s heads somewhat so that they were in a party mood when they squeezed into the cab for a ride to the club. The weekend had begun and the club was hopping with lots of people drinking and dancing. To Dan’s delight the music was older rock-and-roll so he didn’t feel so out of place. The girls had reserved a table near the dance floor so as soon as they arrived they were seated in the heart of the action. The guys were. In my minds-eye I could imagine how her dark nipples would look when the strings holding the top in place were released. I remembered fucking Monica in the kitchen as I looked through the back windows at Julie sunning in the back yard in her bikini. That's when I started fighting the image from my mind knowing that I was in Monica's room, with her girlfriend, and across the hall from Marie's room, my girlfriend. The words came slowly from my mouth as I told Julie that Monica wasn't home and. "While we're all here, I want to bring something up," Jake said. "I've been doing some research, (his family groaned), and I think I've found a pattern to the pickups." This got everyone's attention. Mark sat up straight, if Jake could find a pattern, someone else might also."Can you predict when and where the next pickup will be?" he asked, a little worried."No, nothing like that Dad, just I've noticed that when the news starts reporting an increase in pickups, there are also small groups of.