You wanted to know about me.”After a lengthy pause, Andy glanced over and met her gaze with a smirk.“What? I’m not stalling!”There went that e...ebrow again.“Okay, so maybe I am! I just don’t know where to start.”Andy said nothing, his eyes focused on the road beyond the rhythmic flash of the windshield wipers.“Fine!” Jaycee threw her hands up in mock disgust. “I’m pretty boring, really. First of all, my name isn’t actually Jaycee. Those are just my first and middle initials – J. C. My last name. Kenny just grinned "lets talk about you, I saw the movie you were in, Stepford Wives wasn't it. That vocal sex scene you did. OHHHHHH, Ummmmm you're the greatest. I believe I have heard those same sounds in your tour bus, so have you been faking my man Tim all these years" he laughed. Faith jumped up and pinched him on the arm and took off. That's for you shrimp" she called.Kenny was after her like a flash and when he caught her he was going to tickle her till she peed her pants. He chased her. Stephenran over to the door and tried to stand up straight. "You never ever arguewith me or ask questions you filthy fucking man". Stephen was stunned at thefury and suppressed power of her voice. Her voice suddenly changed to softlymocking. "What would you students think if they could see you like this, haven'tyou any shame " she pouted. "Turn and face the wall" she said softly. " Placeyour arms far apart and move them down the wall so that you have assumed theposition.". She stepped up behind. Both now in a very high state of euphoria, Mandy remained with her jacket unbuttoned for the rest of the evening only pulled it closed when it became too obvious. Eventually most of the patrons had left, it was time to leave and head back to our cottage for what I knew would be an amazing all-nighter. As Mandy stood and buttoned her jacket ready to leave, I deftly undid it, suggesting we say goodnight to the French group. Mandy was so turned on she needed no encouragement, so approached them.