"Wow!" Emily said first, followed quickly by Ethan's nod. "You look evenbetter than your photo!" And hotter," Ethan added. Emily hit him before I got ...he chance.I smiled at their compliments, and I was happy to note that I wasn'tblushing for once. Maybe I was starting to get used to this? I didn'tknow for sure."Tell us about your day!" Emily said, dragging me to a seat on the couch."Well," I started, not sure how much I could tell them. "It's been prettyinteresting. I met with that image. I used to pick her up in my car and take her to rehearsals and obviously take her home again afterwards. We'd usually kiss and pet in the car but no more than that.The week of the show went very well. It was during the summer and it was very hot. As usual, after the last performance there was an after show party. I spent quite a bit of time chatting with Debbie and also another friend called Nikki; she was about the same age as me whilst Debbie was a few of years younger. As the evening wore on. He slipped his cock calmlyout of my mouth and went back to lie down in bed, saying nothing.I sat there on the toilet for a minute or two, silent. Tasting himstill and going over the fatal last minute in my suddenly feveredthoughts. I felt, used somehow, disappointed and yet indisputablyturned on. I had a rock hard erection and wondered what in the world Iwas to do about it.Obviously Shakes and my relationship was changed forever. Fuck me. I'djust thought of Shakes and I as having a. Said, “Congratulations, Mr. Prime Minister. In the entire history of the world, I believe that was the most amazing declaration of victory that has ever been given by the leader of a defeated army.”The microphones at the podium were sensitive enough to capture the collective inhales of the gathered press. The face of the Prime Minister had turned purple and his fists were clenched tight enough to draw blood. It was a long awkward silence before she turned back to look at the press.All signs of.