Usually it's the other way around. We're ready to crash but the kids are just getting going. They're too young to drink, in bars, anyway, but they dis...covered a 24-hour coffee shop down the road a ways, and that's become their new favorite late night place to hang out. I don't know how much coffee they put away, but there's always someone who has a car and can take them. Not Julie, not yet. She has her license, a full license, in fact, so we're paying full insurance rates, but she's got to. The frustration was only ended when their main courses had been consumed and the waiter had removed their salad plates. Marilyn finally brought up the subject, but not in the way Ella expected. ‘So tell me, darling,’ she said, splitting the last of their second bottle of wine evenly between their glasses, ‘How was the audition?’ Ella’s chest heaved. She was being teased, wasn’t she? Marilyn’s clear eyes were twinkling as the older woman held up her glass, sipped slowly and watched her. A few yards away Jessie was watching her from behind a tree. He studied Camilla sitting cross legged on the couch while breaking off pieces of the banana with her neatly manicured fingers and putting the pieces in her mouth. Maybe she grew up in such a prude Christian community that eating a banana right from the peel would be considered too sexual. He didn’t know whether that was true or not, but he liked that idea. It made his cock twitch in his pants to think this was a young Christian. The question only earned a chuckle from the blonde, before she pressed his cock against his belly, continuing to stroke along its length."Well, you're servicing my cock, so I thought I'd return the favor somewhat... What, do you not like this?" Whitney asked, slowly moving her foot away, which spurred Zack to whimper as he pushed his hips forward."N-no, don't stop, please." He begged, making Whitney's grin grow, bordering on Cheshire."Wow, you're really just a glutton for being made fun of huh?.