Eventually he came in my mouth, a huge gross load and it spilled out of my mouth down onto my dress then he got mad and held my mouth shut and told me...to swallow but it was too much and some came out of my nose it was so gross! He got madder then and slapped me and told me I was a useless cum rag but luckily then he left and I just sat there on the bench, tears running down my face, my make up ruined, covered in my drool and his cum feeling so weird from the drinks I'd been given I still. He was working for a summer stock theatre company until September and then he was moving to SF. One would think that a theatre company would be ripe with worldly, single, easy actresses. Not this one. They had all either hooked up with actors already or were married or had a boyfriend or were fourteen or were completely out of his league.Not only that, this company was in some hick town where the bars were full of women missing teeth and needing showers. So this is the situation we find our. But flying a high performance plane 7,000 above the terrain is a whole lot different than an open cockpit at 85 knots 200 feet above the ground.But who was I to argue about her dreams. I would nod and say, "Yes, yes, I expect it to be magnificent." And since that is true, I did expect it to be magnificent; I was able to say it with veracity.After dinner, we took a walk down to the ocean. We both walked bare footed over the sand. As we watched the waves breaking against the shore, her hand. I gave Dylan a hug and let him calm down, After all that had happened He didnt really fancy having a drink now so we decided we would go get some fresh air. We walked around the corner on to a main road and Dylan sat down at the bus stop, I stopped in front of him and bent down to give him a cuddle I wanted to take away the hurt, but as I went to stand up again we came face to face with my arms still round him. The tension was unbelievable we both stared longingly at each other, then it.