'I work here' I reply, my eyebrows raised.'So that means you work for me?' 'I suppose''Good'Miley sets off skipping under the backstage scaffolding, s...ueeling in delight as she does. I wonder if any of the other staff are still here, I wonder if they can hear her and are questioning what I'm doing. 'Betcha can't catch me Mister' Miley calls back to me, I sigh and set off after her. As I get close she's once again twirling round a scaffolding pole; less playful and more provocative this time, I. “Come over to me Leah, dance on me.”I reluctantly walked over and started to slowly groove to the music as I hovered over his legs. He took hold of my hips and held me as I moved from side to side. I bent over and draped my breasts in front of his eyes as he leaned in closer to see them. I whished my hair side to side, flailing it throughout the air. It waved across his face as I teased him with it. This was actually kind of exciting for me. I used to do this for Ron all the time and it was. I was astounded by this admission I would never have guessed from her behaviour. Sensing me relax Gemma reached around my waist and undid my trousers groping inside for my now throbbing cock. She stroked my slowly and deliberately bringing me closer and closer to cumming. I turned to face her and took hold of her hand, before leaning in to take my first kiss her tongue thrust into my mouth searching for mine, and furiously our tongues wrestled. I reached up to undo the buttons of her blouse. The stereotypical person that engaged in incest was poor, poorly educated, probably grew up on a farm or out in the back woods, and all the kids looked alike from all the inbreeding. Angelina was pretty, smart, and sophisticated; she certainly didn’t look like the stereotype. “I’ll give you a moment to think about it while I get what I wanted to show you out of the closet.” Angelina rolled out of bed and pulled a short robe off a hook on the wall. Ginny crawled out of bed and retrieved her.