Ete opened up to sense the mood of his girls. Mostly they were saddened by the death of the mothers. Right now, they were talking to Phoebe like she w...as a long lost sister, which she was, mostly. Sandra grinned shrewdly back at her.The current song ended, and the DJ introduced another dancer. Jaime wasn't sure, but she thought this was the start of the third song, the second to the last she'd paid for."What do you do, Jaime?" Sandra asked, as she took her leg down from Jaime's shoulder. Then she turned around, and urged Jaime to open her legs a little, so she could sit lower in her lap. When she rolled her hips forward this time, Jaime couldn't stifle her moan. The girl's ass was. It was nectar. I never tasted anything like it. Too bad for the men and women who missed out on her. I was pretty turned on before we began to make out, and I had not come yet, not even a little one. I was ready for something to happen in my brain and the space between my legs, I didn't know how much longer I could wait. Janet slid two fingers in and out of me. That wasn't enough. We didn't have the word "G" spot in 1965, but I had known about mine since I was thirteen. Janet found my spot in. They wouldn't have to sleep in a separate room by themselves. Butthey were real girls. I'd been accepted as one of the girls only becauseJill had lied to her friends. If they knew the truth they wouldn't wantme to sleep in the same room with them either. They wouldn't want me tobe in the band. Everyone liked Stacy; Daniel, Gloria, Jill, Heidi, evenme. But I wasn't Stacy. I was just stupid Gary.I carried my stuff into Andrew's room and got ready for bed. The roomwas filled with guy stuff. There.