1. Pam Mark Hall


    Date: 9/2/2015, Categories: Anal, Celebrities, First Time, Author: Yubadude, Rating: 50, Source: xHamster

    memorizer of clips and songs than a piano player. I also mentioned my Mother played the violin and my Father played the piano, each Saturday night was concert night, but they had no patience to teach me . “Well, tomorrow night is concert night, right? I’m performing at Capitol Christian Center, so are you going to be home and hang out with the parents or will you come see me?” Without going into all the particulars, I told her both my parents died three years ago in an auto accident. “No siblings, grandparents, cousins?” “No, sometimes, I felt my Parents were in the witness protection program as they never mentioned parents, b*****rs, s****rs, cousins, it’s like they dropped in on Earth and never existed until they were married. I never even heard anything about their c***dhood, school or even how they met.” “Oh, no!. You poor thing. So, you’re all alone? “At that point, Pam reached across Lisa and grabbed my hand and gave it a squeeze. I had really let my guard down, in most social situations; I hold my hands on my lap folded. I felt comfortable with Lisa around. Then Pam asked me, “What made you want to take up Physics and Chemistry?” “Well, I like Chemistry because I like to blow things up. Physics. I don’t know. I interned at a place called Aero Jet and they make rockets. Real cutting edge stuff, most of those people are PhDs in Physics, Chemical experts and mechanical engineers. I originally went to Cal Tech, but when my parents died, I dropped out of school for just ...
    about two years.” I figured Lisa was going to be mad at the hand holding, she just looked at me, smiled and said, “Hey, its 11 pm. The night is still young, let’s go out for a drink or two.” I looked at Pam Mark, and her face light up, she smiled and said, “Hey, best idea I’ve heard all night.” There were several seedy bars within walking distance to Carrows. There was no trendy 20/30 something hang outs in Sacramento at the time, just dimly lit dives where people went to get d***k. We walked to a place called “The Raven” (still open on J Street) in Sacramento. It felt nice as I had two women holding each arm as we walked the long city block. We found a table I ordered Rum and coke, both Lisa and Pam ordered the same thing. I had a hard time figuring out where to sit. The two ladies sat across from each other, so I sat at the end of the table in between them. Pam Mark said, “Oh, come on, sit next to me. I don’t bite. Well, I do, but that is another story.” I slid by chair next to Pam’s and Lisa just smiled at me and gave me a wink and mouthed, “Enjoy,” When our order arrived, Pam raised her glass toward the middle of the table and proposed a toast, “To a wonderful end to a fun evening. I certainly hope the fun does not end too soon.” Lisa and I raised our glasses and joined in. As they sipped their drinks, I just sat there listening to their conversation, which was anything but Christian as Lisa was telling Pam about the Church and, as she called them, “frequent flyers” to alter ...