He didn’t know why that made him feel better, but it did. Just a little. He glanced down at the basket in his hand. The contents were carefully sele...ted: a sandwich from the deli, a drink, a box of protein bars, a box of tissues, all there to make it look like he wasn’t there just to buy that package of panties. There was nothing special about the panties, there were three of them, cotton, assorted colors, labeled ‘briefs’. About as Plain Jane as you could get, he supposed, and held back a. " Hm." He didn't say anything else, and I took my mug to a table and picked a paper out of the rack by the door. I skimmed through, read the comics, gave the Page 3 girl a second, longer glance ... but her tits were too large for my taste and drooped. She'd never pass the pencil test.I swallowed the last of my coffee just as she walked in and went up to the counter. Something twisted in my chest and I stood; leaving the paper and the mug on the table, I walked away. She was a client. Just a. He pulled me close to him andkissed me a little harder. I finally pushed him awaylightly."I... I..." Shhhhhh, don't speak Bradley." He said as he took my handand placed it on his bulge. "You need me Bradley; you needme to take care of you. You need to have someone truly loveyou. I can do that for you Bradley."Trevor leaned down again and kissed me. This time Ireturned the kiss. Trevor smiled at me as he broke the kissaway."You have such pretty eyes Bradley. Very pretty eyes."Trevor said as he. They took their time bowing as the crew of Cabo San Lucas stood up and applauded.Cleo, Mickey and I continued to play an overture as our friends accepted the applause. Finally, Janice led the cast forward. They waved towards the orchestra pit. Cleo nodded and as one we stopped playing and stood before bowing to the audience.Janice and the others bowed one more time and then stepped back as the curtain closed. The lights came on in the theater. Cleo put a hand on my shoulder as the crowd.