When that was done, Philip pulled off his pink tights and stepped intothe white tights the performance required him to wear. He then placed onhis plai..., white camisole dress with a short, white tulle tutu. Philipthen put on his pointe shoes and relaxed beside Carlotta as he awaitedthe curtain's rise.As the starting time approached, Philip saw Lucile walking towards himwearing a tiara and dressed in a highly detailed white dress that put hisand the other corps de ballet ballerinas' to shame.. My last few midnight visits had almost convinced me they didn’t do that anymore. It was kind of sweet that my parents still liked to cuddle up to each other sometimes. It was kind of reassuring that my father, who found it hard to show us any affection, could at least cuddle with my mother at night – even if he didn’t do it every night.As quietly as I could, I backed off into the darkness in the corner of the room. In the corner sat a wooden chest with a cushion on top, turning it into a seat.. He teased my ass for a moment and then he ordered me to stand up and turn around again. When I was facing him he ordered me to spread my legs and reach down and open my pussy up so that he could look inside of me. I glanced at the clock on the wall and I saw that only twelve minutes had passed since he began this degrading exercise. I still had forty-eight minutes to go!He stood up and started unbuckling his belt. I just stared at the clock until he said, "Okay bitch, go over there and bend. As I walked back past my friend, she spoke words of encouragement and reminded me that a woman who could sing Karaoke as bad as I did, and live to sing again would be just fine. A quick hug for luck and I was out the door. I was walking to the movie theater. It was just across the street from my work and it gave me a moment in the fresh fall air to clear my head. We had decided to meet here, in a theater instead or a crowded restaurant or some park for our first meeting. If there were no.