Don’t need reason, don’t need rhyme,Ain’t nothing I would rather do.Going down! It’s party time!My friends are gonna be there, too!I’m on th... highway to hell! (Sammy and Lisa created a wicked harmony with Cano, here.) On the highway to hell!I’m on the highway to hell!On the highway to hell!”Our lead singer then waved at us to stop, and she broke out in laughter at our killer version of this song. “My Gawd! You guys are too much!” Lynette shouted as she bent over and shook out her long blonde. So, Sheila and the lad cuddling, I then said I had to send off some e-mail.Went to the study, where I just stood and shook, imagining what might be happening. It is a feeling which is quite indescribable.About 10 minutes later, Sheila came to me and said that the lad was going home. And he went home!Gathered from Sheila, later, that he had touched her breasts under her tee shirt (no bra) and she had felt that he was hard.At this point he excused himself and decided he was going home.We had such. She stepped into it, pulled it up her body, slipped her arms through its spaghetti straps, then slid the back zipper up. The tiny one piece dress came up to just above her nipples and the hem came to just below her crotch.. Exposed below the hem were her lush thighs, the tops of the fishnets and the black garter belt straps. She grabbed a 6 inch wide black belt out of the box and strapped it tight around her waist, then went over and looked in her full length mirror. Very pleased at what she. Yes it did belong to Ryan; I should take it off now. He thought.“Your right, it is yours, here you go,” she said pulling up the red and blue sweater over her, revealing a blue bra. What the hell did I just do? She looked at it in her hands. I have no top on. She looked up, confused.“That was kind of you to take it off right there,” Ryan said with a slight laugh.“I guess it was, here you go,” she said tossing it to him.So far so good, lets try it a little more. His spirit reached out again, now.