She gets up and goes to the washroom where she takes off her panties and bra and puts them in her purse. Now naked underneath her street clothes she r...turns to her seat in the darkened theatre.Rick sees the gorgeous blonde leave her seat and thinks she has left because he pulled out his cock. With her gone he feels more uninhibited and starts to stroke his long thick cock.Cindy finds her seat and as she sits down she glances over and sees the young guy rubbing his hand up and down his huge. It looked cold outside, just from the frost collected on the kitchen window panes. I was halfway done with my cereal when a horn blew and my dad threw on his heavy coat and walked out the door. I stood by the window and watched him ride off, thinking that all three of them had to be nuts to think it was fun.I went to the phone and dialed the number at my mom's studio. It rang three times before my mother answered it. From her breathing, I guessed she had just begun her nine o'clock women's. The conversation with Dr. Zelvetti out in the hall had been brief and typically to-the-point. "Do you want to stay with The Program," she'd asked, and I'd said Yes. "Good, I'll see that you stay in it. Does your mother bully you like this frequently," she'd asked, and I'd said Yes. "About what I'd expected. Are you planning to do something about it," she'd asked, and I'd lied and said Yes. Fighting my mother was just too tiring. It wasn't going to happen. But you could say the exact same about. I might be going home alone tomorrow, but tonight I was going to use my assets to find a guy to join me in my room for some late-night fun and games. I never pick the same one from year to year and avoid married ones like the plague. But with so many to choose from and the looks the girls always got, I usually do well. Most years, anyway!Like many high-end hotels, the ballroom and even the restrooms were lavish. Dark marble tiled, waterfall sinks, floor to ceiling walls for the stalls. None of.