Marie is sitting in the back seat, no doubt wandering whether toget out and ring the doorbell. I wave, hoping she sees me, and thenexit the living ro...m and go into the hall, mind in a whirl, and findLisa there smiling broadly and giving me a thumbs-up sign. Mother isnowhere to be seen. Feeling as though I'm walking through treacle, Iopen the door. Marie beckons me - is it me, or does she seem irritatedat my slowness - and I open the car door and slither onto the seatbeside her. I'm. Her hand squeezes mine. She leans in. We kiss. Not a long kiss. Just a second or two that lasted an eternity. Her eyes are still watery. We kiss again. And again. I’m getting pretty good at this. No, I’m not. I am sweating all over, my mouth is dry, my palms sweaty, my heart racing. I’m scared and excited at the same time. She, Kristy McPherson, 18-year-old hottie, is kissing me! On the couch, in our basement, without parents anywhere to be found.My arms go around her. I resist my body saying. So then she asked me to get on the table and relax and that she will be back in a minute. I stripped and put on the towel, trying to hide my boner. I laid face down with the towel still around my waist. She came in, checked me out, and pulled off my towel to a bit below, exposing my butt cleavage hehe. She did that while gently fondling my boner and smiling as she did that.She kept talking to me as she started to massage my back. I kept my legs a bit open, hinting at my readiness. Anyway she. By the time they reached Crow's office they were still more than twenty minutes early. Crow's secretary greeted the two musicians and told them to go right in."Are you sure?" Jake asked. "The last time we busted in on him unexpectedly he was getting his knob polished by Mikey Garcia."The secretary blushed a little. "I assure you, he's alone in there this time," she told them. "And I also buzzed him to let him know you were here when I saw you in the outer office." Okay then," Jake said. "If.