Her lips had just met his when she felt something again stir under her leg. A vibration. His phone. Rebecca wasn’t sure what to do so she continued...to kiss him. She watched his eyes dart to his pocket and then back to her. She grinned and pulled off him. ‘Do you, um, need to get that?’ ‘I, uh, fuck. Nah, I’ll just let it-.’ The vibration shook again. ‘Fuck. Look, I’m sorry. Really. Gimme like one sec-.’ He dug into his pocket and pulled out his phone angrily. ‘Who the fuck is calling. “Ahh yes, Led Zepplin, Houses of the Holy! In good shape too!” Pamela took the record over to the small bench the Girl was sitting on. “Miss, I’d like this record” The girl was all smiles as she took the record and started looking for a bag to put it in, “No that’s ok!” I don’t need a bag. The girl brought the record back up from under the bench where she was rooting for a bag. “Ok” she said brightly, her hand seemed to caress Pamela’s as she took the dollar from her hand. Again Pamela had. "Wizniak is passed out and it looks likeeverybody is kinda leaving." "Well, me and a bunch of guys are heading overto my place. Why don't you come on over? Haven't talked to you in ages!" Adam shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah, what the hell? Might as well," he said. "Where you living now?" Rodney gave him the address and he and the other 3 guys headed out thedoor. Adam looked over at Annie. "You wanna go?" "Sure," she said. "I'll go with you. This party haskinda died out. I got. 'Good girl' he spoke directly into her soft ear, his hot breath and tongue tickling her lobe, whilst at the same time he took hold of her small waist and slowly gyrated against her, his tongue licking the nape of her neck, she was perspiring and her sweat excited him, 'Your cunt wet yet Jones', again she pondered, totally overwhelmed and confused, and as she teetered, he found her zipper and eased it down to mid thigh, now she was opened up and his hand slipped inside causing her to jump,.