Looked at your pictures," I explained."My pictures," she murmured, looking away again. Then she looked at me. "They're not my pictures, Bobby. They mi...ght be of me, but they are nothing I'd want to claim."It was pretty obvious she was still down in the dumps. Of course that seemed perfectly normal. You didn't just get over something like she had been through like it was a broken fingernail. And I could imagine how hard she'd been trying to forget it, even moving away and stuff. And now it had. She said it fits me perfectly – I am not complaining. I rather like it.I said what happened to Jans dad she has never mentioned him.She said he was two timing me and was having an affair with one of the women in his office so I threw him out. That was about 10 years ago, Jan was only a little girl, she would hace hardly known him.I said you never remarried.She said no – nobody was good enough. They all wanted sex and nothing else and after a few of them I gave men away. I have had a couple of. ---The crowd roared as I finished singing 'Together' for them. I trulyadmired their enthusiasm in the face of what had happened.Just moments into the song I'd heard a curse come from behind me. Ihoped that the audience hadn't heard it, and I wondered if I needed tostop singing, but since Stacy hadn't stopped, I kept going. However, itwas quickly apparent that there was a problem. He did his best to playthrough the song that had a heavy drum beat, but some of those beatswere missing, or very. The small devil enjoyed getting all this attention. “So what is it?” I asked, slapping Karissa’s naked butt sharply and maybe a little harder than she expected. “Are you going to fill my mouth, or what?” She looked down, lowering her eyes as she pulled back her clit with her hand, making sure her pee hole pointed right at me. “Yes, miss,” she whispered.Her pussy began to drip, then run, forming a small puddle underneath her on the table. Then it gushed,.