I took a deep breath. The last loose end I needed to tie up to move on with my life ... one way or another.******There was a knock on the door. I swun... it open and, as expected, there was Kevin - his left hand in his pocket, right hand holding a beer, his face held the expression of a man who has never seen a worry, no less had one. It was vintage Kevin. He very much reminded me of the of the boy I met ... what seemed lifetimes ago now... on the driveway of my home. He casually looked me over. What is about me that when a lover cums, I do too? I did. ~~~ The final rehearsal before the technical and dress rehearsals was in mid-September. I sat next to Vanessa as the cast did a creditable job with the script. It was the beginning of Act Two and all of a sudden Van, as they all seemed to call her, shouted, “Stop. Weren’t you,” she looked at me over her glasses, “supposed to change that line?” “God, yes, sorry.” She looked up at the stage. “Change that line in your scripts. It seems our. ’ Miles said. ‘Yes, I’m Ada Fine,’ she said. ‘Nice to meet you Ada Fine,’ Miles said. Miles seated himself at the small table better suited for two people rather than the four which the number of chairs tended to dictate. ‘So, has Louise explained the concept of our project.’ Miles asked. ‘Yes she has and I think the idea sounds very interesting,’ Ada said. ‘Did she also explain that no one gets paid unless or until the company is profitable?’ Miles asked. ‘She said I would have a 30% stake in. She felt around my tounge and brushed her tounge against the top of mouth. Working her way back, she leaned in closer to my body, and slowley pushed her tounge down my throat. I was so turned on that I got an instant erection which popped the button to my jeans open wide. "Whoa, little bro! Put that thing away!!" Sorry sis, but your sticking your tounge down my throat!" Haha, well then I guess I'd better show you how to handle.