"I'm not either, but I do really enjoy watching pretentious girls eat my cunt," I replied, again snapping my fingers, and this time pointing to my cun...."But..." she began, but I cut her off."Look Carol, I don't have all day. Consider this a business deal. You eat my cunt and I keep your secret," I explained in a very businesslike fashion."Fuck," she sighed, easily the most dramatic sigh I'd ever heard, and I'm a cheerleader and used to dramatics."Get eating," I ordered, "I really don't have all. How he would love to have an excuse tokiss her. After all, it would be part of the play.He looked over the rest of the list. Where was his name? It wasn't there. Hedidn't even give a good enough performance to even be cast as an extra.With dismay, he looked over at the crew list. Only the geeks ever were on thestage crew. He didn't even want to look. He did anyway. There was his name,next to lighting. Oh boy, why even bother? Oh well, at least, one way oranother, I'll be part of the action.When. A guy comes into the next cubicle and I take a peek through the hole to see him wanking. I start pounding my own cock as I wait to see if he's getting into it, but before I can make a move someone comes in. They come straight to the cubicles and shuffle around obviously not here for a piss. This goes on for a minute and I figure to take a look. So with my pants down and cock in hand I open the door a bit to see a guy in his forties looking into the next booth. He takes a look my way and I give. That and they never let either of our drinks run out. I would catch sight of them touching her by putting their arms around and grabbing a handful of tit and after a while they wouldn't even try to hide it. I couldn't hardly move as my hard on would be completely apparent.We stayed until last call and I knew she would make a decision soon. Just as I thought that was coming they asked us if we would like to come to their hotel since they still had plenty to drink in their rooms. She gave it some.