![]() ![]() ![]() I watched as the slim girl uncrossed her long slender legs and rose to her feet before walking toward me. Most of the groupies I picked up were only too happy to be in my company and I suspected the two I’d selected that night would be up for most of my suggestions. Being an adventurous, experimental type of guy, I had found as time went on there were fewer boundaries… to my mind I only had one hard limit. The way she looked at me was tempting, but I already had a hot little groupie acting frisky as all get out on my lap then I figured one more could only guarantee me more fun.Ĭome here sweetheart, there’s room for a skinny one, I said, beckoning her into my spare arm.įame in the music industry had brought a full-on rock-and-roll lifestyle and hundreds of sexual experiences, but a single chick in my bed rarely set me on fire the way it used to. That was when an invitation to a great party made me feel like the luckiest son-of-a-bitch alive.Īs I glanced up through a thick haze of heavy cigarette smoke, I noticed a flat-chested waif-like blonde with a cute smile sizing me up. When I wasn’t touring my life was mostly as dull as a London sky in winter, and occasionally, I had time on my hands. ![]() On occasion, nothing gave me greater pleasure than a wide crystal glass filled with my favorite Jura single malt whiskey on the rocks, a firm promise of a warm woman to lie with, and a long night of carnal adventure ahead. ![]()
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