Miss Poole had said that I already knew them perfectly, but I wanted toshow mummy what a good girl I was.When I had finished practicing, mummy sent me...upstairs to change into adress. I put on my purple dress, because I liked the bits of white lacearound the collar and down the front. Then, when I went back downstairs,mummy put some mascara on my eyelashes and some blusher on my cheeks."For the pantomime," she said, "you will have to wear lots of makeup.Everyone in pantomimes always wears lots. I thought he was going to ask, at first. Bar tender was a friendly good looking guy, i'de of been happy to blow him. Instead, with his pants around his ankles, he forced me over the bench. He pulled my hips out, I knew where this was going. He'de removed his pants, d****d himself on my back and began to grind his dick on my ass crack. So, you little fag boy, you needing more? You have one sexy cock but I can take dick all day, I challenged him. He rose off me, spread that ass boy, he ordered.. “Ha! I'm sure that man is your boyfriend. That's cute. Well, if you change your mind you'll know where to find me.” Ellie took her drink back to the table, an orange-ish invention and looked at David. “I just got groped and hit on by a drunk guy!” “Oh man, I'm so sorry, perhaps taking you here wasn't a good idea.” “No, it's okay, I lied and told him you were my boyfriend and that you'd promptly kick his as..uh, butt.” David laughed as Ellie took a drink of her Ladies-special. “Woah, that's. I couldn’t grab them, give them the mother and father of a spanking then chuck them out, so that instinct was counterproductive; even though it was pretty strong! I had to get through this, and have my life intact on the other side.“Let’s have a look at your bedroom,” Melanie was heading for the stairs, followed by the others. I could only follow too, and look up at three sets of gorgeous thighs and asses as I went. Jill looked down at me.“Having a nice perv?” she smirked, wiggling her pert.