She stroked my back lovingly, and caressed my head, and her fingers touched my skin, and the electricity stoked that fire within me. Our lips came in... contact slowly for the first time, and all thoughts went away, and I just held her, and we sank into the kiss, loving the feel of our lips on each other. We finally stretched out on the bed together, and she massaged me gently, and slowly, and with her tender touches, and the exhaustion I felt, I drifted off to sleep. *************************. I want to see Jimi."Eric said naively "I have $1.63."The black girl said, "Cool man, more than I have but you keep it."Red said, "Okay kid, climb in we are going to Woodstock too." Great" Eric said."What's your name kid?" the black girl asked."Eric. What's yours?" he replied."Dawn. How old are you Eric?" 17 mam." he said.Red just snorted. "Kid you ain't no 17. Maybe 15."Eric heard another girl say, "Easy man, the kid is into the music, let's bring him." Yeah Red, the music is calling." Eric. They ignored the adults milling about, even though some, and not necessarily the youngest ones, were nervous, even downright scared. Most arrived on bicycles, some of the older ones in cars that they parked in the side-streets. Debra had offered the use of the 'Cuda Beach parking lot but, after a quick consultation, they refused saying they did not want anyone saying their protest was in any way sanctioned by any adult organisation. One college kid whose father owned a printing shop in King. We had agreed that we would order some fresh light munchies so that we wouldn’t need to be interrupted for a solid eighteen hours, at which point Sam and I would need to go to the rehearsal dinner.Rather than shock a poor hotel staffer, we cooled things down a bit. After an initial trio of kissing and groping where faces became flushed, nipples and cocks hard, Sam said, as she took our hands, bringing them down to her pussy, “I am so wet!” Until after the delivery was made.We chatted more and.