‘So Ian, how did your evening go? Have we made any progress?’ Ian took a gulp of the fresh coffee that had appeared in front of him as if by magic..., and started to explain. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Forty minutes later they were all gathered in the same small meeting room where they had first met the previous day. As they shook hands all around in traditional morning greeting (Cordell could not avoid giving Suzanne a quick peck on the cheek – he was naturally unaccustomed to having. She, Grace, and Oliver start the 45-block walk to the Roxy (a movie theatre from 1927 to 1960; capacity was 5,920).Stu came through with moving colorful lights as the three of them begin their trek. I had added some lively ripples of music as he began the song, not going into the audience, but covering the complete proscenium from stage right to stage left and back again.We put some of the auditoriums’ chairs on a rolling piece of furniture for when the three sit down just prior to the. "Joey!!! Joey!! Joeeeeeeeeyyyyyyy!!!!" she wailed, her back arching, her body on fire. Although she was terribly aroused she stopped Joey’s overtures on her aching pussy so that they could go upstairs to her bedroom, the bathroom was no place to do what she wanted them to do."Come with me, Joey, dear," Alita whispered. Holding the young man, they went upstairs to her bedroom. When they reached her bedroom, she guided Joey to the bed and had him lay down. Then she stripped her robe off ,. Geez, I wish I could touch myself down there.Maybe she could touch her legs, though. So what if there was a man right there? A girl could touch her own legs if she wanted, couldn't she? Nobody can tell how good it felt to her. So what if they did? If this guy could, maybe he would like to see it.Nervously, Cammy parted her knees, watching the hem of her skirt sink between her thighs to cover her private place. The youngster looked casually around. No one paid either of them a bit of attention..