"He is on a work scholarship type of thing. He is a music major but he has been warned before. His professor talked me out of firing him the last time...but he is a hard headed young man. He thinks because he is a violin soloist he is better than everyone that comes in here. I am sorry he grabbed you, young lady. You are welcome to play the instruments anytime. After all, that's what they're here for, to play."Sandra and Jimmy both smiled at him and picked up the guitars again. While they were. I had on a garter belt, nylons, high heel sandals an open cup bra and a sheer baby doll nighty. I sat there and smiled and said well why not this is why I came up to my place. She walked on the porch and sat down next to me in a chair and checked me out and smiled and said I do like the outfit very sexy and the toes are a very nice touch I do like the red. I said well thanks. She sat and kept looking at me and I noticed she was starting to get a little nervous or something because she kept on. I was about ready to explode, and she had not even touched me yet. She starts to rub my cock through my pants and look at me with inquisitive eyes as if asking if this was ok. I nod yes, and she starts to unzip my pants. I stand up and undo my belt buckle and my cock sprints out through the fly of my boxers. My 6 ½ inches stick straight out. She grabs it looking pleased. I know I am of average size, but she says something about bigger than her old boy friends. She proceeds to begin stroking it. After that she drank somewater and went back to sleep. I didn't want to tire her body out, so Idid the same. If you can call resting your mind only, as sleeping thatis.The next morning I woke up as Pamela rolled out of bed. I stayed in thebackground and watched her do her normal morning rituals.She had a breakfast in the small kitchen together with Alan Kittridge.He was called Irradiate, because his power was with radiation. Pamelaasked him with a nudge from me, "Why do you hang out with these.