It had the looks of a classic Gibson SG, his favourite, but was subtly different. He crossed the room and sat on the stool, picking up the guitar. The...re was a pick stuck to the body and he noticed a small electronic 'bow' sitting on the floor too.He had used something similar to the bow in his own timeline and had managed to get a decent sound from the guitar, but he was a confirmed traditionalist so he opted for the pick, or plectrum.Scott looked for the lead socket on the guitar and couldn't. ” Mia replied.Meanwhile I was struggling to stay on my feet and my body was shaking and jerking. Jack waited and watched until I showed signs of recovering then he did touch my clit and up I went again.“Bloody hell, amazing Isabella.”Then Jack turned to Mia and said,“We’ve got to do something to help this girl, and we can make some money out of her as well.” As I recovered Jack said,“So you’ve never had a cock inside you?”“No.”“When are you going to put that right?” Jack asked me.“I don’t. .you have neighbors at 26555 named Anderson, right? Two women! Think they want to see this session? NOW YOU KNOW WE MEAN BUSINESS! SO?????????" i understand...please...no...don't do anything with that...." NOW BITCH....do you understand that we own you til we see fit to dump you? Do you understand that we now have ourselves a cracker whore. Do you understand that we now have a cracker whore sex toy that we can use anytime/anywhere? You like parties, don't you whore? You like being the center of. “Oh my God Chrissy.” “Me? What about you? Well done sir.” He turns and looks at me. “I’m glad we did this.” I smile, “Me too.” We snuggle together and drift off to sleep. It feels so good in his arms. Comfortable. Like I’m where I should be. “Good morning Chirssy,” ZA is smiling at me and looking all disheveled and sexy. I need to stop these feelings. “Good morning ZA.” We both smile and chuckle. We have crossed that bridge from friends to…what? I don’t know. I sit up and stretch and notice him.