Getting through a three-hour movie with Sir playing with my cunt was, indeed, going to be a Mission Impossible. ~~~~~While Marta contemplated her futu...e, another woman left the restroom, slipped under the guide ropes, and into the theatre where Marta would be seated. She checked her earpiece, asked for a sound check, then took a seat one row back, and two seats over from what would be Marta’s. She glanced at the low-light cameras placed around the theatre, found that all four had red lights on,. Ann's hesitation quickly yielded as she slid her tongue back into the other woman's mouth who quickly sucked on it, sliding their lips together in a hot wet embrace. The lady tugged at her own towel which slid down bunching at her waist until she moved her hips from Ann's allowing it to fall to their feet. Ann said she could feel the woman's hard nipples press against her chest. The woman, who was a little taller than Ann, slid down until their breast met. Her legs widened as she ground her. I couldn't help but stare at her. However, her beauty was over-whelmed by a look of boredom upon her face. I turned around toget a better look at her. I couldn't comprehend why a woman such as she could be bor-ed. Other guys around the room, also looking at her. She was byfar, the best looking woman in the place. Although she was sitting, I could tell that she was short, maybe5'2" at best. She was very dark, probably of Italian descent. Fromacross the room I could tell that she. "Tell him, Sammi! You must! It's important!" Lisa urged.Sammi looked at me, her eyes scared."You tell him, Lisa. I can't!" Sammi sobbed."You can, Sammi. Tell him!" Lisa commanded.Sammi looked at me, eyes wide as saucers. I could read the fear, the pain and desperation in them."After I left him, I... all I could think of was how much I had... betrayed Eric. I... I just couldn't take it anymore. I took my knife and I... I tried to... kill myself!" she whispered, her voice flat and dead."And what.