Well, they'll be ready. Your agent has your measurements, right?" I nodded yes.The worst part would be the stage director who, she said succinctly, "s...cks." "He hasn't had a new idea since he was born, and if he had one it'd be bad," she told me. "I sang there last year, too—Butterfly—and he was so useless we largely took to ignoring him and doing what we wanted. The idiot wanted me to take 'Piccolo Iddio' at the very back of the stage." It's her final aria, a touching farewell to her infant. Tom was Gay and he and I had been getting together on the side for a while now. I was curious and he was amazing. I had never had a girl that could make me feel the way he could. Jen was just crazy hot. So sultry, sensual and beautiful. A totally fitness nut, Jen could, and would, fuck for hours. She was incredible. Things were getting out of hand, though, and there were close calls. The time I just walked out their front door after being with Jen and Tom drove up, then knowing she was home,. My aunty called me to meet me when her husband went out but I was late to her home till then her husband came and I was disappointed and I spoke to her husband normally and to my aunty also. Then my aunty planned something and called her husband inside and sent him somewhere where he wanted to go in evening she said him to go now only and come so he went after sometime.After he went I called my aunty to room and started hugging and suddenly started to kiss her on lips and she too responded back. I grab the first pair I see and slide them on, almost forgetting about the hairbrush. I glide my hand across my nipple to see if I could finish, but the mood was gone. I reach for my lighter and my pack of cigarettes, putting the lighter in my bra. Calling for my dog, I put her on the leash, get my phone, and walk out the front door. Halfway through my cigarette, my phone starts buzzing loudly from my pocket. Lo? I answer, blowing smoke from my lungs. God that felt good. Rae! Its me, Carolina..