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friends appeared and led us away to another bar for a nightcap. Keith had scored a pretty blonde at the bar and joined us. We stayed for a short time, but I figured Bailey must be tired and decided it was time to call it a night. The band had practice in the morning, and I needed to get some sleep. I had a thousand lyrics rolling around in my head that I needed to get down on paper.
    I walked her to her door, with Scott and Shelly feeling each other up and immediately leaving us for a romp in the hay. Poor Bailey was going to have to hear them tonight. I felt sorry for her because I knew Scott all too well, and he was a wild man. I could tell she was uncomfortable, so I didn’t push her, kissing those sweet lips a few more times before I finally tore myself away.
    I needed a cold shower very badly and left to go to my room to take care of business. She was seemed to be everything I ever wanted in a woman: beautiful, sweet, smart, and innocent, I told myself as I walked away. That was the hardest thing I’d ever done, denying my inner playboy his pleasure, but I was convinced that she was worth it. I had to take my time with her; somehow I instinctively knew that. I was so turned on that it took all my strength to walk away from her.
    I walked back to my room replaying the day in my head. I thought about how stunning Bailey is, do I even deserve to pursue her, she’s so sweet and I’m not. Tonight was going to be a restless night, no random woman to take the edge off; not that I would anyway after meeting her. I vowed to behave myself as I waited to see how this infatuation would turn out, I could be good for a few days.
    I sat at my desk and opened my notebook to read all the lyrics that I’d written so far, I was so inspired I wrote down some more thoughts before taking that shower and heading to bed. This girl certainly had a profound impact on me in a short amount of time; I knew John would be pleased. I haven’t even taken her to bed yet. I can’t wait to see what I write after we’ve had sex. I lay awake for what seemed like an eternity, remembering every curve of her luscious body and that stunning face. I dreamt of that body draped over me, with that long hair skimming my heated skin as I fucked her all night long.

Three
    Bailey
    I did dream of Jesse that night and how we met and the things he’d said to me. He seemed to be honest with me; I hoped I wasn’t being played. When he tenderly kissed me all these feeling swirled inside my body. I could still smell his scent as I wrapped my arms around my pillow, pretending it was him. I knew Shelly was getting laid in the next room, but I didn’t need to hear them. Shelly was very experienced in the sex department and always embarrassed me with her detailed accounts of men she’d taken to her bed. I only knew what I read in books.
    The next morning I jumped into the shower, ready to do some exploring and meet up with the guys later in the afternoon. I was drying my hair when I heard that familiar knock at my door. I opened it, and in flew Shelly, all disheveled and smiling from ear to ear.
Here we go with more of her sex stories
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    “Well, did you do it?” she asked, leaning against the bathroom door.
    “Do what?” I asked, playing innocent.
    “Have sex with Jesse,” she blurted out.
    “Shelly, we just met! He was a perfect gentleman.”
    “Oh crap, I was hoping you’d give in. According to Scott he’s got it bad for you,” she said, twisting her hair around her finger with a big smile on her face. I already knew she’d had sex with Scott; the whole ship could hear them.
    “That’s nice to know, but I’m not you, and he knows that,” I said.
    “What’s that supposed to mean?” she bristled.
    “Oh, nothing, just that you’re more experienced than I am, and I think he realized that,” I explained.
    “So what do you want to do this morning?” she asked, changing the subject.
    “I’d like to do some exploring after breakfast.”
    “OK,