When we had spoken there was nothing between us except a sort of gentle friendship. The hall was prepared for the opening night which would be a coupl... of days after tonight’s dress and tomorrow’s technical rehearsals. I always felt that at this stage I was useless. My baby, the play, was in other people’s hands. The cast had done pretty well really, even Lenny knew some of his lines. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see Emily. She was dressed precisely as I had suggested. The skirt of. Your grip is very strong and it's an effort to move my hand. You moan with the sensation and as I reach your knee. You relax and your legs part.I gently lower you back down to the bed. My right hand slips out from under your back and joins my left. I place my palms on your legs and I begin to massage. One after the other, my thumbs press firmly, deep into your yielding flesh.I work my way up your thigh, bringing your skirt with me. The pleasure heightens as I my hands move higher, higher and. I though back to another airport, another country, where I was arriving to start a new life. That time was after my divorce; emigrating to the US to be with my new wife. That hadn't turned out to be one of my better decisions. I remembered another airport, many years before that, saying goodbye to Heather as she flew out of Sydney, and out of my life. I hated airports for many years after that.The flight from Dallas wasn't too bad – long, of course – fifteen hours on a plane would test the. Hell Michael, what’s stopping you?’ Shouts of agreement ring out supporting Rick’s argument. ‘I told the woman you’re not gay, don’t be proving me a liar. Not that there is anything wrong with it.’ Rick raises an eyebrow, and smirks continuing in a lower voice, ‘You know it’s OK to admit it.’ There it is again, Michael looks up throwing his hand in the air, ‘how many times do I need to tell you guys I am straight and picky! I might introduce you to an ex’s one day just to shut all of you up..