I knew she wasn't drunk, because I had served her. She was just horny as hell and wanting to show the world how fucking sexy she could be. Her girl fr...ends were egging her on, and I could see they were getting into it too. In fact, every girl up on the stage had their own hand, and some fingers, in their pussy now. Not only that, but looking out into the crowd I was seeing some hard peckers in some jerking hands. I looked up to the boss to see what he was thinking about all of this. I could see. Never mind. The men finished their cigarettes, the driver said goodbye and took off, and Bryan headed into the studio. As he went into the lobby, he could hear the sound of his friends, the band, practicing one of their earliest classic hits, “Throw Away The Key”. He could just make out the singer’s voice over the bassy thump - “A woman should be caged/it’s how she’s meant to be/so I stuffed that slut inside/and I threw away the key…”Terry followed, taking up the chain hanging from the front. Growing up in Southern California, exposed to the hippy culture of the 70's, I suppose our morals would be considered very liberal. As such, we did not miss much, sex and d**gs were just a part of the life we led. My c***dren today might know some of this, but for the most part, are unaware of most of it, as they were too young to remember, I hope.Weekends started Friday nights as soon as the 9 to 5 business was complete and it was party time until Sunday night, with Monday starting the. .I met Jess at the school, she was just about jumping out of her skin with excitement. I hadn't told her about my conversation with Ernie so she was trying to work out how we were going to accommodate him."Where is dad going to stay Tony? He can't sleep in his own cabin, what if he needs to go to the dunny? Suppose he needs help during the night? He needs to have a shower, that's too far for him to walk. What can we do to make it easy for him?" He could sleep in my room love." I said leading.