This bloke said he didn’t trust Rod and I shouldn’t either. Allison and I had our first and only real argument about it. I asked her. You didn’t... think to share it with me? She told me I was overreacting. I had caught them in compromising situations before I knew for sure. Still, they’d always be able to explain it away, and stupidly I trusted Allison, so I just let it ride. The day of our last gig of the tour, I walked into Rod's dressing room to find him in bed with someone who covered herself. As Linda opened her legs even wider a trickle of my white cum appeared at the entrance to her pussy. Trance like, Calvin moved forward and flicked his tongue out and licked Linda’s slippery wet slit. As his tongue made contact with the wet folds of her sensitive flesh Linda let out a low, “Uuuuuuugh.” As he probed inside of her pussy with his tongue Linda squeezed her tight pussy muscles and forced a large globule of my sticky cum into his waiting mouth. As he eagerly gulped the mixture of our. “I have a few old things, Mom, but a new dress would be fun.” I said.“Goodie, let’s go to the mall. Janie, do you want to come? I will treat you girls to dinner.” Mom said.Janie looked at me and I nodded.“Sure, Mrs. Jones, that would be fun. Let me call my Mom.” Janie answered.We were in the car in a matter of minutes. I was sitting in the front seat turned sideways talking to Janie. I hadn’t told her about my Plumber adventures yet. I was scared of what she would think of me. I. “That’s it,” she said. “Let it out, Jason. It’s cathartic.”Jason sobbed, his shoulders shaking as Aja held him and caressed his hair. Gradually his weeping subsided. Aja kissed tears from his face and handed him a facial tissue. “Feeling better?” she asked.He nodded. “It feels like a weight’s been lifted. I still feel guilt, though.”“I had an albatross of guilt around my neck for years after my parents died. I was convinced what happened was my fault.”“It wasn’t ... it couldn’t have been. You.