” he said, and held his hand out. She hesitantly stepped forward, and he gripped her wrist, pulling her roughly into his lap. She could feel somethi...g hard and warm pressing against her bottom, and her breath accelerated as she waited, aching for him to slide a hand into her pajama bottoms, but instead he cupped her right breast in his hand, kneading and massaging it. The shock of his touch sent a tingle of pleasure through her skin, and she involuntarily arched her back, pressing further. “This is just a six-year-old scotch,” he moaned. “I’m not paying for this! Now will you give me the twelve-year-old scotch I ordered?”The bartender finally relented, and served the man his best quality twelve-year-old scotch.The entire episode had been witnessed by an old drunk at the other end of the bar. He now walked up to the selective scotch drinker, put a glass down in front of him and asked: “What do you think of this?”The scotch expert took a sip of the golden liquid and spat it out. Three local lads came over and started a small push and shove where a mate, Wayne, got punched, and had his eye cut. The committee jumped on the trouble and it was over before it started.Wayne got taken off to have his eye seen to and me and two other mates went off to apogees to the committee who were drinking in the front lounge. They laughed it off and said that getting a cut wasn’t what he needed to be worried about, what he needed to be worried about was Ceri, the MILF who took him off. I turned, picking up my microphone.“Cast, please go to your opening positions, please? Understudies ... pay attention. Next Saturday is yours.”There was a rustle of noise as most of the audience of students moved to their beginning places, while Little Cosette, Little Eponine and Gavroache walked up on stage and went to the wings. Fabian, who played Gavroache had both girls by the hands leading them off-stage. That was cute.I began the short overture...The doors opened, and they all marched.