One fine day she pinged me saying that she wants to meet up. She confirmed whether this was my profession and hoped that this is not paid sex. She did...’t want a professional gigolo or something. I assured her about it and replied saying that we can meet at a coffee shop. She did not agree as she could not leave her child alone. I said that it would be difficult then. She replied saying that there is a solution for everything. This sent a tingle down my spine and I expected something. He softly kissed my cheek and neck as I continued to cry while he laid on top of me. Eventually he got up and moved around me in the small blind leaving me lie there. time to clean up and get you ready to go home He then knelt down between my wide open legs and began to clean my vagina. He cleaned inside and out. Growing the feeling of humiliation and violation inside me. After he finished cleaning me he untied my legs and gently lowered them to the ground. He then sat me up on the floor and. Slowly I slid my hands down her belly and undid her jeans which she sexily shook to the floor and stepped out of. There was the cutest pair of pink teen panties you had ever seen covering her beautiful bald pussy. I gently stroked her inner thigh before making contact with her already damp panties.Her brother then said right now change, you strip him. Omg this was heaven as she rubbed her cold hands over my now naked chest.I thought I was going to shoot there and then when she opened my jeans. . how does it turn out?" Carol asked.Once again I laughed. "I don't really know. I wasn't given a copy of the entire play to read yet, only this scene, as it's the only scene I'm auditioning for. So really ... I don't have a clue."She smiled finishing her coffee, and then looking at her wristwatch. "Well, I best be off. But good luck with your audition. And if I were you ... I'd try reading it just that way. I think it has more of an impact for one thing, and certainly gets her point across.