. and very personable ... and I like you a lot. It’s a privilege to work with you.”“Very politic. Would you like to fuck me?” Ginger gave him ... sly grin.Dave gasped and glanced at me, “Jeeze, you don’t mess around, do you?” He again checked with me and I gestured for him to respond to her but I was starting to laugh. I obviously wasn’t upset by the question or any potential answer. Finally, he took the risk, “Yes, absolutely.”Ginger took Dave’s hand and pulled him up from his chair. She winked. "They sent us an email ... wanting to know if we would come down and see them next month."The warm water cascaded over our bodies. There were jets coming from all directions, one of the luxuries we had built into this house. In each of the master suites, we had a stand-up shower large enough for the four of us and a tub that could hold everyone with room to spare. Each bathroom was larger than my first apartment; they were almost as big as the master bedrooms.What used to be Melinda and my room. She leaned back in her chair and lifted her foot up to my face. “Kiss it, if you want me to do it anymore.” She said with the sweetest lil country dialect. I was so horny and desperate that I kissed it as she rubbed it over my face and giggled. She leaned forward and went back to massaging my rock hard cock with her sexy white foot. “You like my foot on your cock don’t you?” She asked me, but I was too busy grinding my cock against her foot to answer. I just wanted relief. “Tell me you like my. "I wish I could," I replied sincerely. "But my guitar is at home, and so is my keyboard." How come you didn't bring them with you?" queried Jeannette."Well," I began, realizing that I wanted to tell this tale in spite of myself, "it's kind of a long story. I tried to start a band last year, it didn't work out, and I've kind of sworn off music for a while."Everyone remained quiet for a moment, not sure how to react to that. It was Julia who broke the silence."It sounds like this is something.