We were all stuck in this hall for a while.I talked to the lighting manager and took readings in various parts of the stage, various conditions. Since...they were paid for, I was paid for, they were paid for, whatever the stupid reason, I had a crew and cast at my disposal to do what I wanted with. Probably they would rather watch pretty girls bounding around than stand around. None of the crew bitched when I pitched the idea to them.The guy that was doing the lighting for the band I knew well. They came close and tried to see what was going on inside.Having sex in the open is not appreciated. We knew that, and hence we made sure we didn’t make any noise or movements inside the vehicle. With lights, they started to see inside the car. But luckily for us, the extra black tinted windows were difficult to see inside.After trying to look for some time and knocking on the car for a while, they saw two of the car tires were flat. Guessing we would have gone to the city to get a mechanic,. I was looking at you from a distance. My mind was the sheer epitome of the disclaimer "Viewer Discretion is Advised." I'm sure I knew I wasn't the first... Or second, nor third to want to tell her this, so let me be straightforward. From the exact point that I saw your plump, kissable lips, to your swaying, wide protruding hips... from the point that I managed to look in her eyes to those beautifully dangerous curves that enticed, I realized one thing: "I liked her."Only a few problems though.. She took a long breath to steady herself. I really must be crazy, she thought, one last time. I could just tell Him I did what He told me... He'd never know. Then, as instructed, she quickly unfastened her jacket and let it drop to the floor. Underneath she was wearing only her black high heels, stockings and her most frilly and feminine white bra and panties. And, around her neck: a leather collar with a leash trailing down her back--both in lavender. She shivered for a moment, covered.