There, kneeling between Mistress's legs and pleasuring her Mistress's sex was Eve!Sandy marveled at this revelation, not because she was surprised by ...Eve's submissive act, but because Mistress's behavior gave absolutely no indication of what was happening. As Sandy and Jenny left the room, Mistress ate her food calmly, as though nothing out of the ordinary were happening.When they had left the room, Sandy couldn't help herself – she had to ask Jenny about what she had just seen."Oh, that's. As I said, I had enough offers but I was in no rush to surrender that membrane so symbolic of youth and purity. No for the third time, I had not taken any vow of chastity nor promised to save myself for marriage; do-it-yourself orgasms were just easier and less messy.Daddy was a music lover: classical, semi-classical, show tunes, etc. Though I didn't have the 'ear' for music, it taught me to appreciate the good stuff. He left home when I was about thirteen. Well, maybe I shouldn't describe it. Then I sit on his lap and we French kiss, during which we slowly undress each other. We have our hands all over each other’s body. Jackets, necktie, shirt, blouse, shoes, skirt, socks, stockings, trousers, come off one after one in that order. Finally, we only wear our pants (mine were pink that night!), I rub my Venus mound against his hard cock. The water stops, (isn’t Japanese technology wonderful? When the tub is full, the water stops automatically!) we pull down each other’s pants, and. It was typical junior high chaos as we checked into this hotel on the edge of town. It wasnt the most high-class place, but it was in a basically good neighborhood and was much cheaper than staying right downtown. Rehearsal went well that evening, and after stopping at a fast food place to eat, we got back to the hotel well after dark. We were told to go to bed and get some sleep so we would be ready for the next day. Our performance was the next afternoon. It was great. Everyone played just.