The familiar face of Frank Matters, lighting designer from the ballet made me feel more at home with this group."These good people have kindly consent...d to come and interview and examine some of you today for possible contracts. Now how many of you have brought in permission slips from your parents to be interviewed as possible apprentices?" Mrs. Withers continued.Of the 200 plus children in the room, all but three hands went up. Evidently parents who wanted their kids to have additional. The black bustier was tight and had a zipper up the front. She blinked... "How do you want me?" "Call another man you know in here and fuck him until he cums in your pussy."She blinked again. She stared at me for a minute... "Are we getting high?" she asked. I smiled. "Yeah." She smiled. She picked up her phone and turned away. Her thong and red bottoms of her heels taunted me. My hands found her hips and I ground my now hard cock against her ass. "You want more than one guy?" She glanced over. He walks over with his hands behind his neck, the brush clenched I his teeth. When he reaches her, he stands in front of her and lowers his head so Emma can take the brush from him. She sets it on the table beside her and says, “Well, Donald, I think you know how someone is to go over a lap for a spanking he deserves.”Donald nods and lays over her legs, his hard cock finds its way between her bare thighs which Emma tightens around him. The feel of Emma’s bare limbs holding him such makes a. But it's not too bad. I free my hair and brush it, letting it fall loose. Some new lipstick and I'm okay. I look for the new me in the mirror, but she's gone. The old me is grinning back, licking her red lips and urging me on.I sit back down and watch his shoulders, they move and his whole posture changes. He's glad to see me. It hadn't occurred to me that he might have been gone. I wonder why."Well, you're still here!" I smile. "Thought I'd give you a chance to get away." We both laugh,.