That was to be expectedon SuperSale Day, Black Friday, the Day after Thanksgiving, and I keptfidgeting impatiently. Ahead in line was an old woman an... a pretty ladywho looked like she might have been a college student, or in her lowertwenties.I didn't realize that I was rocking back and forth, until my shoppingcart bumped the old woman."Oh, I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed, as I backed my cart away. I tried toconcentrate on standing still. Relativity kept bugging me. Velocitiesare relative. That. We need something that will catch the imagination of the public. I'm open to suggestions." I haven't even thought about a name change, but ... considering where we are going this summer, I think you could be right. I guess calling ourselves 'The Beatles' is out," I chuckled."Yuh think?" Stan laughed. "But that's what we need. Something simple and memorable. We need to put our thinking caps on." Nothing comes immediately to mind," I said, "but let me bounce it off the girls and see if they have. No complaints, only fucking noises, were heard that evening as Milly screwed the senior stud and Rachel banged the brothers. The event was a sexcess and would be scheduled again.The adventure club was having a week-long sailing in the Caribbean. All four guys that the duo had laid were signed up so our lusty wenches just planned a 4 X 2 orgy. The guys were used to sharing the hotties’ snatches anyway so they thought it would be fun. It WAS fun to have an eager guy all over and inside you. My skin tingled at his touch. I couldn’t believe how he was making me feel. I let out a moan of pleasure. I waited to hear his response as he began planting small delicate kisses up my body, neck and to my face. It felt so good. He was so smooth. His lips were so soft. I moaned quietly as each kiss was placed on my skin. Hang on a minute. Where was his stubble? The stubble I had just felt just hours before over our romantic meal. I grabbed at the blindfold quickly, before he had chance to.