You’ll make back your initial investment, plus you’ll control a young company with a top-notch editor. Your investment will appreciate.”“Now y...ou’re a banker all of a sudden?”“Wouldn’t you like to go legit for once? Do something positive with your money?”“I have people to answer to too, y’know.”“C’mon, Clarence. Have I ever steered you wrong?”“No, you haven’t, but you have a white woman interfering with all this. You’re doing this because you want her, not because you want to make money. Money,. She loved this. Upon reaching the far end of the stage, Amy rose to her feet and turned her back on the crowd once more before reaching around, unclasping her black lace bra and removing it. She gave a coy glance back over her right shoulder before rotating to face the crowd with her arms crossed over her breasts, her fingertips tucked teasingly under each armpit. Slowly she withdrew each arm until the just palms of her hands were all that remained to cover herself. And with that, she slid. The bass player grabbed Leah's hands, pulling her to her feet and went for the bottom of the trailer door. He lifted it a few feet and ushered Leah to step inside. As Leah did as she was told, she could feel him climbing in the trailer after her. She heard the metal door slide the rails and shut. As Leah stood in the dark she heard the bass player moving in the dark. A dim light turned on and Leah saw him standing there, his pants still at his knees and his cock hard in his hand. Leah was. “Mom.” I didn’t know what to say. “I didn’t mean to interrupt you,” she said, calm and motherly.She didn’t say anything else, she just stood there watching me. Her eyes went back down to my crotch, as if she was expecting me to resume masturbating. After a few moments of silence, she glanced back up at me.“Well?” she said. “Aren’t you going to finish?”She was playing with me, punishing me perhaps. I shamefully covered myself with my sheet, though my erection tented through the covers quite.