How she's glad that they had both graduated finally, and work was such a pain, it's nice to have a day off, and other such things that, when said for the sole purpose of conversation, cause men to tear their hair out. The thing that prevented Jon from seppuku was what Sam was doing while talking. Sam had initially taken a razor out from the cabinet and placed it next to her. Then she proceeded to slowly put her hands underneath her shirt, raising it, inch by inch, till it was gathered together right underneath her bosom. Jon's eyes were glued to this breathtaking image. Sam held her shirt in place, concealing her breasts, while she asked: "Do you prefer girls to have slightly defined abs or not?" Jon's reply was along the lines of: "Hubbah grgl, smrshsh." His mumbling and confused face, made Sam titter. She let the t-shirt drop back into place and turned around, feeling the temperature of the water. "Not quite hot enough... maybe I'll take a bath later. You know? Really let myself. Elkie went into the bathroom, turning on the shower, adjusting the temperature so it wasn't too hot. She took a long shower, the water blasting the weight of the day from her body. She resisted masturbating, only just, she always felt horny after a gig, the adrenaline always made her feeling ready to fuck. The shower done, she dried herself perfunctorily, slipping on a silk bathrobe and wrapping a towel around her hair. She flicked the lightswitch in the bathroom off, and went into the huge lounge area. He was sat in a chair, beer in hand. The chair looked like a child's toy with him in it. 'Big Dawg' was the head of security on this leg of the tour, a huge, hulking black guy, six foot eight tall and just as wide. He smiled at her, "Hey, baby-doll." He swigged the beer, the bottle lost in his huge hand, then stood and took the two strides to where Elkie stood. He lifted her easily. "Bed." Elkie knew what she wanted. He took the robe from her, whistling as he took in her body. Her.
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