She’d gone to live with her mother over two years ago since her mother became a widow. The house was dark and silent. She tiptoed past the living ro...m and that’s when she saw the lights come on. ‘Good heavens Elle, I was worried about you.’ Enid Mitchell said to her daughter. She stood there with her glasses and an old cotton robe with her arms crossed. ‘Mom! You’re still up?’ ‘Yes I am. Now that I see you’re OK, I’m going to bed now.’ Elle was relieved for a minute that her mother would not. Charlotte was made very welcome and I know she enjoyed herself."That was lovely, Nolan. Your mother is a very charming woman and has made me feel very much at ease. I hope my parents are just as happy to meet you." I'll be on my best behaviour. I have to admit, I am a bit nervous about meeting them. They don't know anything about me and we haven't known each other for very long. I'm sure that will make them wonder about me." I don't think you have anything to worry about. Just be yourself. My. Thankfully they used my shoulders, sore though they were from being tied in an unnatural position for nearly two hours, rather than my hair as before, when they lifted me up to allow someone to sit on the table in front of me. That someone I recognised immediately from her voice, kind despite the commanding tone, as Nicola, who said simply, "Lick me!"To my surprise the pussy my sticky, cum covered face was being pushed into was waxed smooth, a real Brazilian. Well, I longed for a taste of pussy. While on stage I happened to look out into the audience (normally a no-no) and saw an ex-girlfriend in the 3rd row. The last thing I wanted was a face to face with her as she was a troublemaker.During intermission I hid backstage and took my smoke and coffee break on the fire escape. I explained my problem to the other cast members that questioned my absence downstairs in the break room and they understood.After curtain call I rushed backstage to grab my street clothes and depart without.