When the band played the trombone players simply traded horns, grossing out the entire clarinet section. The trombone players simply smiled and said, ...‘Hey, it’s just like tradin’ spit back behind the band hall.’ ‘Ewwww…’ the clarinet section moaned. Everyone expected the horn to reappear like the luggage, but as the trip wore on, the trombone remained missing in action. The band actually got to record a soundtrack to some Disney cartoons and then went onto a California Adventure on Sunday.. 1st of all let me thank all the ISS reader for making it a munch, with your mails & calls, & rating both my stories (“SEX WITH GRANNY” & “READING ISS WAS NEVER SO FUN”) as hot…. Now let me start with my story,….This is not my story but is of 1 of my friends who is my neighbor, he & his sister saw their mother having sex with their neighbor uncle & want some help from me on that topic, I just cant understand what to tell them as they both & their family thinks im a decent guy, they don’t believe. I know from the first time I met Lisa I wanted to fuck her. There had never been a time when I was around her that I didn't think about taking her in the house, stripping her naked, and pleasuring her till she had gotten her fill of being with me sexually.When Lisa got pregnant with Elizabeth, this time her figure began to take on more womanly shape and form. She had that nice sexy belly that every expectant mother gets but this time Lisa's breasts must have grown to her needing at least a. WRONG!”We all laughed at her attitude.“Well, we know that they have had sex at least twice,” I said.“Knowing them, they’ve probably had sex twice today!” Lori said, making her sister cringe again.“Okay, back to work. This next one is all about wild interracial sex, maybe even a bit on the illicit side,” Allison said. “So, we want to convey the same messages as with ‘Honky Tonk Woman’, build on the previous song.”“What version of the first verse do we want,” I asked. “The original, ‘hear him.