In fact, it's got three singers and two guitars. There's gonna be some pretty pissed-off punters if they go to what they think is a Crystal Passion gi... and what they get is the Chemical Brothers." There's my friend, Steph," I said."Steph?" wondered Madeleine. "Who's she?" She can sing and play guitar." And where is Steph at the moment, Pebbles?" She plays with the Palms, a sort of alt-folk group, but I don't think she's doing anything much at the moment. In fact, I don't think the Palms are. As she bent over to reach into the slot to grab her item, she gave me a good view of her pink panties riding up in between her plump pussy lips. I immediately felt a trickle between my legs and I bit down on my lower lip almost instinctively. As she stood back up, she picked up her skirt just a bit so that it sat on her hips exposing her ass to me. As she made her way into the ladies room, she looked over at me giving me this devilish grin with one eyebrow raised. She must have known I had been. ‘Thanks for the drink.’ She lifted the bottle and tilted the neck towards him. He leaned forward, his hot breath rolling over her neck under her lobe. ‘You’re welcome.’ She steeled herself from shuddering, her skin prickling harder than before, and a slight throb began in her pussy. Well, this was interesting. It had been a little while, but she usually didn’t react this way – so soon. Sabrina shrugged slightly – it could be anything. The alcohol, the fact that he was tall and… she looked up. He doesn't act like it, and his family is really nice; unique, but nice."When we stopped at the patio, my dad said to mom, "Now that is a Texas sized back porch. That's what I was trying for the last time I rebuilt that thing at home. I just didn't make it big enough."As I walked in, Steve and Sue got up from a table near the bar and came to meet my folks. Dad took one look at Steve and asked, "Are you from Texas or do you just wear comfortable clothes?"Sue laughed, "No, he's not from Texas,.