‘Kevin?’ Tim was standing in the door. ‘Could you help us for a minute? And Steve, for God’s sake put on a shirt, we have a female guest sitti...g here.’ Kevin stood up and followed his father out the door, while Steve sat down opposite Jenny and studied her for a moment. She felt a slight panic making her heart beat faster. He knew. He knew what she had done last night. ‘What?’ she asked nervously. ‘Well,’ he said, ‘Kevin and I were wondering if you’d like to go with us this afternoon, meet. It only rang once before he picked up the phone.He told me he was hoping I was going to call him and to meet him backstage in the dressing room. My legs were like jelly as I headed straight from the toilet along the corridor. I finally got to the dressing room door. I stood outside it for what seemed like ages before I knocked on it.The door swung open and there was my perfect male stripper. My heart skipped a beat as he walked me inside. To my amazement, once inside I was greeted by the second. Letting our hands explore every inch of eachother.She works her way down to my aching pussy.OOOOHH, that’s nice. She’s returning the favor in truestyle. I can tell she’s had lots of practice at pussyeating. I’ve never felt anything like this before in mylife. Oh shit, my head is swimming. She is working my pussyover so good.She knows I’m close, so she goes right to work on myswollen clit. She’s rubbing me with her tongue, like a truepussy connoisseur.. ." I began to say but Elizabeth just sat there watching me. "Why did she do that?" I asked."We have been through this before Paul. You know how sometimes the work can pile up in your mind and overwhelm you... well it did! You were reverting back to your former person, the one to whom the job was everything and you were the one to do it. No matter who or what tried to stand in your way. The way you were before Sandra." Elizabeth said the name as if she understood.Sandra had been the one who had.