Shit like that." I know how to set up and mike the drum kit?" Junior, that's enough for us, but what if you had to apply for a job? 'What qualificatio...s have you got?' That's the first question." So? I'll do community college and be a sound engineer? I can then work in studios, concerts, all kinds of stuff." If that's what you want to do, why not? You just have to convince your parents." Yeah, I know," he said, sullenly. "You don't want to talk to dad for me, do you?" No," she shivered, "you've. He was going to lick a black man's cum out of my pussy tonight just to make sure he got the point.We had an early dinner and got to the coffee shop about 5 pm. Derek was already there. He stood to greet us, and then we all sat down. Derek was very tall, probably 6'5" and in very good shape. He looked just like the picture he had sent us online, a very attractive man, and from the size of the lump in his pants the picture of his cock was real too. He told me I was even more beautiful than my. Finally Sharon pulled back but looked him in the eye. "You," she said, "because you are carrying them both and you're scared that something might happen to them. And that's a hell of a burden to carry."Nothing untoward happened that week but, on the days that he collected Annette from school he was tailed by a blue BMW which ceased to follow him once he had turned off the main road for the village.On Sunday night Sharon rang. "Jeremy's in the area," she said. "I can feel it strongly." Have you. "Oh my God! Are you okay," Amber asked as she rushed to her side."Yes..." Wendy said in between labored breaths. Her nipples were rockhard and her pussy was noticeably wet, but she was trying to fight itthis time as apposed to giving in."Are you sure? Maybe I should get Mike, he's running this shift."Wendy impulsively grabbed Amber by her shirt and brought her in for akiss. At first Amber tried to fight it, but she quickly relented andpushed her tongue into Wendy's mouth. It felt good to kiss.