Melody worked on his laptop, tweaking the photos of her website to try and attract more clients. As the time neared 1:30, Mike packed up his equipment...and music and the pair began the drive to symphony hall.Arriving in the employee parking deck a few minutes past 2:00, Melody turned to him and asked, “Can I come in with you to the audition? Invisibly, of course.”“Sure,” Mike replied, shrugging. “But no distractions. I’m in the zone, after all.”“Of course.” A quick, sweet kiss on his cheek, and. I pretended I didn’t see the book when I walked in. “What’s the matter bro,” I said, not asking. He clamped the book shut. “Nothing. Go away.” I sat next to him and put my arms around him. “I’m better now.” I never saw him smile so hard. He asked me what was the matter and I confessed a lie. Some girl at school. Wanted to do things. I tried, but couldn’t. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because...because…”I’m gay,” I blurted out without thinking about it and suddenly felt scared. He put his arms. When we laid down on the quilt from my bed and got comfortable with our mouths doing the talking for a while. I was not interested in the TV though she was glancing at it whenever lady was moaning or being fucked. I placed a pillow down so she could watch both me and the screen and went down on her. Her pussy was sweet to the taste and reminded me of a melon slice. I ran my tongue up and down her labia slowly to get a reaction and she was moaning lightly. I knew I was on the right track. I. Revanche sat down to dinner asking if Hubert was feeling better, Natalie handing Revanche his plate chuckled "yes he is much better, except for a red sore nose, he is just too stubborn saying no cold is going to get the better of him" Revanche grinned "I bet he scared the cold away" then frowned clearing his throat, he hated his voice cracking and squeaking it had been that way for months and months, at least he wasn't the only one, he had noticed Grif having the same problem. Rav said casually.