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He was leaning against the white picket fence in front of his little efficiency apartment one evening as an escape from some of the crowd inside. He was in the process of forming a band, and a hoard of onlooker/wannabes had arrived uninvited bringing beer, loud mouths and nothing conducive to practicing music. So, out of frustration and tired of the noise, he had stepped out into the evening with a cold beer and some starlight.

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The band's manager turned to Erin and smiled. "The guys like you." Erin's brown eyes lit up. "Do you think so?" This would be her fantasy come true. "I know so," the tall, graying man stated and handed the young girl a cloth pass marked All Access in bold white lettering. "After the show," he grinned, "knock on the bus." If she had won the lottery, Erin wouldn't have been happier than she was at that moment.

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I lay bent over the couch, my naked bottom pointing skyward. Looking to my left I could see my best friend Josephine kneeling on the sticky carpeted floor, hair a mess, mascara running, opening her mouth to receive the third cock that evening. As I felt strong hands take hold of my hips and a hot, hard shaft begin to press between the cleavage of my arse cheeks I closed my eyes and with my heartbeat racing felt my mind flash back to how I'd got here...

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