”Almost every evening after that found me sitting on the porch with Melody. Her mom watched her like a hawk, but I soon realized that she only came ...to the window and peeked out when a commercial came on the TV program she was watching and if I leaned against the door I could plainly hear the TV. Program on, I had both hands on Melody’ boobs or a finger in her cunt. Commercial on, she scooted away and we were just talking. Everybody was happy. Melody was a teen boy’s dream. 90% of what she. Eventually she became a adviser to large companieslike Revlon and Cover Girl. She appeared on big magazines likeCosmopolitan and Seventeen. She made millions and it all came crashingdown about a year ago with the vivid flashbacks about the young boy. Shetook a leave from her work when the flashbacks started and went intotherapy. It was later she resolved to figure it all out. The firstquestion was who was the boy?She had found the first piece of this puzzle. She had found it searchingthough old. We parked next to the pit area Gene's truck was parked. The guys began pulling stuff from trucks to set up for breakfast.Abe's contingent of folks arrived and began unloading stuff too. This was a tailgate party to the max.While breakfast was being cooked and coffee made, I went over to Gene and thanked him for inviting us. I told him we had food and coffee for him and all his crew when they wanted it. His crew chief came over and said, "I could kiss you. We forgot that the track concession was. Susan never considered her film making process as actual sex because it was all scripted and following directions regardless of how much spunk she was covered with or how deeply the males shoved their equipment into her various entries with enthusiastic shouts of joy as they hit bottom inside her very core.She never even remembered any of their names and didn’t care what they looked like because she knew that Dolly and Rose would be certain to pick splendid males to perform on her body like.