Some theatrical organizations, as a matter of policy, make sure the main characters have what is called an understudy, someone who learns the same dia...ogue and songs, and can go on if the lead gets sick or literally breaks a leg!We did that so we had two sets of the same lead five characters.Sometimes, but not often the two Velma’s or Roxie’s are friends or may become them during the run of the show.I did not have an understudy, because I was known as Reliable John, who has never missed a. Derek's eyes caught fire as he gazed at the spectacle before him. His mother's small, firm breasts laid out for all to see. They were pale, even paler than the rest of her skin; a noticeable tan line outlined where her modesty ended. Her areolas were small and bright pink, topped with the long hardened spouts that once sustained his life. Derek nearly drooled at the site. He knew he had been staring for far too long, that he should look away. He begged himself to avert his gaze but he couldn't.. I could feel her resisting it. And then I started smooching her and my hands made their way to her ass. The moment I touched it, she trembled.I could feel she was not cooperative in the kissing too and I backed away. I could see tears in her eyes and to be frank I was fucking scared. But slowly she cooled down. I gave her a glass of water. And then she started with the story of her life.I concluded that it along with the sex, she was missing the care and love of a man. I was like, ‘Damn! Why. I was game for that. I could play the fucking pirate, an ass shagging Tarzan, a pussy sucking vampire, even a randy priest sodomizing three virgin nuns. Okay. Don't get carried away. That was all in the future. For some reason, I felt a sense of unease thinking about that future and I had no idea why."Excuse me!" said Angie suddenly, "Even though I said my poor pussy was way too small for such a huge Willie as yours, did I say you could stop fucking it?"Er. No. Not exactly. I gave my head a.