“They had not rehearsed for this,” he thought as they took the final bow, “but I’ll take it,”The curtains drew to a close.“Well done every...ody, that was an excellent performance for a first night, not perfect,” grinned Joyce as the director marched on stage in jeans and black t-shirt with her ever-present clipboard glued to her hand, “And I will have notes for you but I’ll email them later, for now go and have a drink and relax.”Greg looked about him at the cast and stage crew milling about and. Trophy girl, yno? He just want brag rights.I in Kitten Klan, top girls 9 Form. Zee, the prez, she no prudy trudy. Most Kittens bop, too, they paired. Some bop from 6 Form. Me, want more than bangdy-bop and bye. Not truluv, yno, but not just caus.So I let Een feelie but no bop.Ex-boy Jona I maybe luv some, I think. Two year twosome. End of my 8 form (9 him), he go way for summer, so before, we bop. Big send-off.Everybod say small pain, then fun, so I brave. Not so. Jona big shit. Talk big, know. “Are you OK?” he asked.When I didn’t answer, he said more forcefully, “Slave pumpkin butt, are you injured?”I finally was able to answer, “I don’t think so.”“You don’t think so?” he asked.I looked over at puta. She looked really worried. I explained about the dildo and ass plug rubbing together as I came up out of the pool and that it had hurt really, really... really bad.“Hmmm,” he said, “I will have the doctor check you.” He paused and then added, “...and then I will have a conversation with. Will shook his head and pulled off, heading to the yard to get his truck and load. Ann got herself a doughnut and a cup of coffee, taking both over to a table near the back of the store/restaurant. About an hour later Will came strolling into the store, going over to get a pop and some cheese crackers. As he passed her he smiled at her and winked. Ann waited for him to pay, and then she followed him outside.“Excuse me, mister, but are you a long-haul trucker?” Ann askedStopping, he turned and.