Between the nerves and the cool temp of the room, I was a shakey, jittery mess. That's when he finally took control and said, "I think you need a lip...check." I was so tipsy and nervous that I had to ask him to say it again, but he couldn't reply because he had my cock in his mouth.I've never been a marathon man, but I've never been a minute man, either. After licking my shaft up and down and sucking my balls, he went back to work running his mouth up and down my cock while grabbing my balls. Why not I said. I bet you wanted to put your face in her tits. He pushed his cock into me. It felt so good after all this time. I’d like to see you lick her pussy as I fucked you he said starting to thrust his cock into me. I pressed back into him.What if she was here right now. Would you like that? Hell yea, he said. I had told Viki to listen at the door and come in at the right time.The door opened and she walked in. Phil stopped in mid stroke. Viki walked in calmly and looked at Phil. Would. It was the girl in the fishnet stockings! She walked over to me and gave me a nice long kiss on the lips and wished me good luck.With my head in a spin, I made my way back to the pit and waited for the show. It went without a hitch. However, I paid more attention than ever to the girl in the fishnet stockings.When the show was over, there was a customary cast party planned. Last year, I didn’t attend. This time, I asked Kathy what the girl’s name was, and if they were going to the party. They. Wilshire was dead, because I received and was getting nothing. Well, thats not a hundred percent true. I was still actively seeking, but I was already over the normal time it takes me to check the entire world. So I told him Mr. Wilshire was dead."I assumed that was the end of it, and a couple weeks went by until I had cause to look him up in a Boston newspaper's archives, via the internet. As soon as I saw the photo of him with the accompanying article, the connection was almost instant. He.