” He says that’s why he pressed his buzzer. He says it’d be too much for the audience to bear. My dick is still hard and I’m feeling well horn... just standing there showing it off to the three judges. The fit woman judge, she says I’m a naughty lad. I don’t wanna get dressed. Then the judge with the nice teeth and hair, he says, “Are there any other songs you sing?” “Yeah. I can sing I Can Feel It Coming In The Air Tonight by Phil Collins.” “Can we see you maybe playing with yourself while. Why had she bothered to change, just to read a book? Putting the thought to one side with a mental shrug, he resumed his calculations.They sat together quietly, the one crunching numbers and the other reading her book, turning the pages carefully to avoid disturbing him with the rustle of the paper. From memory, she was reading one of those pot-boiler novels she had picked up at the airport as light reading when they went on holiday last year; a bit of a story with liberal doses of soft sex. She spent a little time with Abigail and Jack, and that was the only time she felt safe. She and Jack had stolen some intimate time together. They'd not made love, but were able to hold hands and snuggle during a movie, and then kiss some when Abigail was looking the other way. Allison knew Jack sensed something different in her. He was tender and didn't press anything, but she could see some concern in his eyes. She wanted to tell him everything, but just didn't know how.Soon, Analise's visit. There were a few other couples dotted around and we passed an hour so in our own pleasant conversation. During the odd lull I eyed up a few of the women, and in a couple of cases made eye contact that lasted just a split second longer than would generally be considered appropriate and noticed one or two shift in their seats and recross their legs. I don’t want to sound vain but I am told I have aged well and find that plenty of women give me the glance when I am out and about in public. As a.