"I will rub my pussy but I want you guys to show me your cocks" Carol replied. We stood on each side of Carol and slowly removed our underwear. I was ...irst, I slowly pulled my underwear down and my cock sprang forth like it was the first time. Carol licked her lips again. "Honey, I love looking at your cock." Her attention was then toward Jeff. "Let me see it, Jeff" Just as women do to men in the strip shows, he teased her a bit, slowly pulling his underwear down and then stopping. He. Mouse finally noticed the men and how much attention she's attracting. She glanced at me and I'll bet she was thinking back to our earlier conversation about the possibility of letting other men have sex with her.I smiled innocently and we took a tour of the store, starting with the graphic magazines. We held hands as we moved slowly down one aisle and up another. We discussed some of the pictures on the covers. She even had the nerve to pick a couple of them up and look inside.She gasped from. " Well thanks. I'm sure I'm fine," I responded.Harry grabbed one of my bags. "Not with your track record. Anyway you need to be in the Whitechapel office." He pointed to a car parked outside the terminal. I got in the back, Harry followed. Tricia was driving."Hi," she said, "welcome back. Good trip?" She wasn't too effusive, neither of us liked to parade our relationship while we were at work. It wasn't like it was a secret or anything; we just preferred to get on with the day job when we were. She needed Peter as the villain. The rising curtain interrupted her thoughts. Just as in the previous performances, her presence on the stage brought whistles and cheers but then there was a sudden hush and for the first time in any performance, the audience sat quietly. No cheers, no boos just silence. Jennifer turned to recoil in horror. The villain, the stand-in, had taken to the stage – a bent, filthy, misshapen caricature of a man, his hunchback, the terrible dragging of his feet and his.