After the shower and a snack, they landed on the living room couch. The parents were shopping, and after the movie, Megan didn't want to watch televis...ion; she wanted to let the movie impressions "settle." Tony put in a CD of baroque music, turned the volume down, and settled in with a science fiction book. Megan lay down, with her head on Tony's knees. They playfully shoved for a few seconds, until they found a comfortable position where Tony could continue to read without resting the book. And I was sure it was out of the blue because other than Hans asking about her, I hadn’t even had the first thought of her as anything other than a friend. The girl who had flirted at the dance club hadn’t seemed overly serious, and I didn’t get the idea that any of the girls had felt the ‘vibe’.We reached Vondelpark and I quickly scouted for a quiet, relatively private place to sit. I saw a spot under some large trees that was grassy and semi-secluded, and led Karla there. I sat down and she. We all had some sort of musical talents. I was the only one of the four who wasn’t interested in being in the band. Sure, I had a decent voice, but I never let on that I could carry a tune. I was a writer, not a singer. I entered the basement through the outside door, like I normally did. It was empty, but I could hear shuffling coming from the kitchen, so I decided to wait on them. The garage walls were lined with the usual garden paraphernalia and I could see that Devon had been working on. ’ She did, finally looking away from his cock but she brought up a hand so that you could lovingly stroke it, keeping it hard, keeping it near her cheek. ‘Do you love your husband, Amy?’ The long unanswered seconds hung in the air until she said, ‘Yes.’ ‘Tell him.’ ‘I love you, Dave.’ ‘Kiss him.’ Amy leaned forward and kissed me, softly at first and then more passionately than she had in years. Her tongue probed my mouth, the same tongue that just seconds before was licking a black cock but I.