He alternated caressing a tit and feeling the movements of her bare ass cheeks to the music.“I think we’ll only dance to slow songs,” he suggest...d.“I agree,” she smiled, kissed him, resting her head on his shoulder.Dan’s cock remained hard from the Viagra, and it felt awkward to dance with a hard-on. Tracy put her hand between them and casually stroked it. He looked around at the crowded room, noticing more involved, in one form of sex or another.The song ended, and he escorted her to their. .. and truly weird.No, Bill ... not yet. Bill is the bartender.I have Pixies. It's true.A house full.I'm not talking about the furry creatures that have decided to live there ... the cats don't like the Pixies. As far as the cats are concerned, the milk and cookies aren't for the little people ... the milk and cookies are worth fighting for ... in the dead of night.Just in case you're wondering ... the cats usually lost ... badly. At first we thought it must be fleas but the cats never go. I moved over to the side of the pool beside Helen and said, "Guess what Helen did today."Brad knew by my teasing tone that something was up. He came closer and said, "With you? There's no way of knowing. I hope you didn't blow up anything in town." No. But there were some minor explosions in Helen's bed this afternoon. She very much enjoyed her first experience with another woman."Helen blushed. But she didn't seem upset with me for bringing it up.Brad looked at Helen and said, "I'm sorry. My. " As I offered my apology I couldn’t help but stare at her perky breast through her thin V-neck T-shirt. She must have noticed me staring because she abruptly turned around and went back under the hood. “Umm, do you know what’s wrong with it?” I said trying to break the awkward moment I had created.“I have no idea. It won’t start and my husband isn’t answering his phone, I’m supposed to be at my sisters wedding rehearsal tonight.” Her voiced was muffled coming from under the hood. “Well maybe I.