Like modern art I suppose.Intriguing in a grotesque kind of way.I had one fluffy concoction with an umbrella in it but it didn't sitthat greatly, so I...eased off a bit. Soon enough I realized it waslucky I did and my drinking was probably done for the night. Hannahand Kristi appeared to be engaged in some striptease based drinkinggame. Not that they were the ones doing the stripping. It seemed tobe related to sculling (skolling) one drink for every penis theysaw. I guess by show's end we'd seen. My pussy is clean''''oh yeah you are clean down there?''looking at the older black dad''i keep my pussy smooth and clean ''''show me ''i turned ass up and he moved my panty aside''ohhhh wow really cute''''nice pink pussy''''fuck it, fuck my pussy daddy''''oh yeah you little slut waiting for it''''yessss fuck me yessss ahhhh yes big cock yessssss omg yesssssss ahhhh ahhh ahhhhhh yes yes yes''''you sexy slut need to be fuck''stretching my pink hole good , moaning and loving his bbc''good girl ,. I can act, it doesn’t mean I want to rally everyone else.” Paul continued.“Is that why you were so upset that day I saw you talking about the performance with ... Was her name Lauren?” I asked.Paul took a sharp inhale and laughed to himself. “Ooh, Lauren. Yeah. That was a thing.”“Did you have a fight?”“Not a fight, no...” He scratched the back of his head. “It’s just that she doesn’t dedicate herself to her performance like I do. This year we were asked to put on our own play. Write it, direct. “Put anything valuable or that you might lose in here, keys, id, cellphone. And don’t worry, we’re going to return them later. You both have to unlock your cells though. We need to be sure to let your friends know where to find you.”Shelly looked at Brandon, wondering if she should hesitate or hold back anything. He just looked back and shrugged. They were outnumbered. So they both just did as they had been told. “Now what?” Shelly asked.Wayne laughed from the back row of seats. “Yeah,.