When Lauren started to lower her leg, Fletcher shook his head. He wiped the finger across Lauren's lips, watching as her tongue involuntarily came out...to lick her lips. Fletcher's smile grew as he put his finger in his mouth, sucking her juice off."Do you like the taste of your honey, darlin'?" He watched Lauren nod, then said, "I like it too." He returned his hand to between her thighs and curled his finger as he drew it out, separating the lips, collecting more of her juice. This time he did. “Looking forward to your performance later!”“Thanks!” I managed, spotting Pete’s dad making his way back toward the audience area.Not too many fires ... Just a fucking inferno to put out... I caught up with my moms just as they started heading for the food concessions.“Hey,” I greeted, again having to catch my breath.“There you are,” Melissa said. “Lara’s been looking for you.”“Yeah, well ... Where did she go?”“She’s up by the stage, I think. Are you okay?”“Sort of. Can we go over there? I need. I could see in her eyes that she spoke the truth - they were full of wickedness.And so I had to beg and plead and promise while my wrists were rubbed raw as I tried to fight my cuffs. But nothing helped. She teased and tickled me until she fell down next to me on the bed, laughing, looking at me fondly."Ooo, I am having so much fun! Thank you for choosing to remain here with me," she winked.Then her cell phone rang."Hello," she said as she answered the phone, while I relaxed from the tickling.. "Agh... well, remind me to thank her." She laughed."Of course... now, enough of that. Lets get your 'rebel statement' out of the way." I laughed. "You're sure about this?" Yes, I am... besides it's either that or I'll start screaming about how good you fucked me in the halls... but I think the powers that be, as you say it, wouldn't like that now would they?" Megan giggled."No... Ms. Voulet might not take to that too well." I said. "But I'd laugh my ass off." Of course YOU would." She.