"That is one good looking guy." Sharon commented, not even realizing she'd said it out loud."That he is," the woman behind the counter agreed. "But I'...m afraid you'd be in the wrong ballpark with that one."Sharon looked a little confused."He's gay." she clarified."You're kidding." Sharon said."Ok, I'm kidding. He's not gay - only his boyfriend is." was the reply with a smile.Sharon cursed her luck and really didn't hear what the salesgirl said next."So what's your pleasure this afternoon." she. Her thrusts are doing wonderful things to my cock,wedged as it is between her buttocks. She moans and turns herface to bring her mouth to mine. We kiss as hungrily as we canat this awkward angle. Jethro Tull has jarringly blended the end of "Broadsword"with the beginning of "Aqualung." "Sitting on a park bench/Eyeing little girls with bad intent..." sings Ian as he dancesacross the stage. I feel a shudder run through my companion. The kiss isreleased and she draws air sharply. The date. Jesus. That turned into a mixed bag. I can't remember ever having such a good time, but it was all fake. Or at least the romantic part was fake. Sadly, it wasn't so fake for me. Something changed that night, and I realized I was deeply in love with Anna. Hell, I was deeply in love with Ann for that matter. I don't remember ever being so hung up on a woman before. And between the kiss on my hand, and the hug, I didn't know what I was going to do the next time I saw her. I assume, she. “I never knew any of that about you Sammy,” I said. “You’re in a band that is playing here tomorrow, AND you’re a beautiful little keg of dynamite, who can defend herself quite well should any trouble arise. That’s pretty dang impressive!”“I’ll say,” Lynette chimed in as she put her copy of the music in her gym bag.“Thanks,” Sam softly said. I could tell she had something else to add, so I winked at her, which triggered, “Um, is there any way I can see and maybe play that song after you perform.