I can... I have to go. Bye!"With that, she sprung to her feet, abandoning a half-finished drink on thetable, and hurried for the door. I stood up as w...ell, although I was alreadytoo late, as she disappeared behind a group of people hanging around thepool table before I could follow her. The crowd soon thinned somewhat asthe newly arrived clubbers spread out to the bar, the tables and thebalcony, but by that time Willow was nowhere to be seen. It might have beenboth considerate and prudent to go. "Julie had relaxed, figuring what her parents didn't know couldn't hurt her.She had made the rounds, accepting hugs, kisses on the cheek and "Happy Birthdays, from all her girl friends and just verbal greetings from their boyfriends.Lisa had thrust a glass of punch into her hand. She thought it tasted a little strange but shrugged it off, though different she found she liked the punch and drank it down quickly.Lisa had refilled it immediately with a big smile and if her eyes had a brightness to. That’s what brings me to you.”“Well, I’ll be happy for the new neighbor. And where is that damned Len at?”“I’m sorry, you keep saying Len, but I thought my appointment was with a Lawrence?”“Yes that’s right. He insists we all call him Len, but he advertises under his proper name Lawrence. He says the regal sound of it draws customers or some such hooey. A fucking load of confusing pompousness is what I say, and I’ve told him so. If you’ll excuse my French?” I wasn’t going to bat an eye at a. “You have a monster stick!” she said, slowly gyrating her hips back and forth, her hands pressing down on my chest. Her long blonde hair framed an angelic face, her boobs were perky and calling out to be massaged. I slipped my hands on to her boobage and she closed her eyes. She took in a deep breath, then forcefully exhaled. Her gyrations became strong and faster as she worked herself into a frenzy. She sat back and grabbed my ball sack, lightly squeezing them. “You’re going to make me cum,” I.