Anyway, I could see where letting everyone use their own script would be a nightmare.Eventually all the paperwork, reminders that we were in a city pa...k so behave yourself—this to some of the teens—and all the other bureaucratic stuff was over and we got through a quick read-through. All in all, a normal first rehearsal."Tommy, I'm glad to see you're back! Accepted the inevitable, eh?"Beth and I were getting reacquainted with the cast members we'd worked with before when Dan came up."Yeah, I. All I can think about is him fucking me in front of the window for all passers by to see. He tells me people don't usually start coming in till around 4. I immediately sit up on the bar and swing my legs over to his side of it. I smile, grab him by the belt and pull him close. I kiss his full lips passionately as I unbuckle his belt and unzip his slacks. I hop off the bar and gently tug him over to one of the tables by the windows. I sit on the table and again pull him close between my legs. I. She must be lost.I unlocked the gate and walked up to her car and asked her if I could help her. As I had approached her window, I figured she was in her 60's, but not sure.She asked if there was a bulletin board or someplace she could put a notice to where everyone could see it. I answered that there was. but what did she want posted.She answered that she had a house on the bay that she rented out rooms in the summer to people that wanted just to get away for the week, to relax and enjoy and. Ken said, And if the ugliest girl in school came in here right now and said ‘Oh Randy I hear you really eat pussy good, would you eat mine?’ You’d jump up and say sure, wouldn’t you. I said ‘the ugliest girl?’ Ken punched me on the shoulder and said wouldn’t you? And, I said yea I guess I would.OK then, you’re not queer, and quit saying queer, it’s more appropriate to say gay. It’s not a sex thing with you. It’s a ‘I want to make you happy’ thing, guy or girl. That really helps Ken, thanks a.