"Right now?" Darren, its only six minutes until we hit the stage," Jake said. "Can't you hold it?" Naw," he said, standing up. "I gotta go bad. I'll b... back in time." You fuckin' well better be," Matt said. "Jesus Christ, dude. Why didn't you shit before you got dressed?" I didn't have to go then," Darren said."Then go," Matt told him. "Hurry."Darren scampered off, disappearing back through the stage left access door."Freakin' moron," Matt muttered."Oh, cut him a little slack," Jake said.. So in I went.Inside the first thing I saw was some bored looking woman behind a glass covered counter reading a book. It was dark and it there was a smell of bleach coming from somewhere in the building, I could also hear German being spoken. I paid the £5 entrance fee and she pointed to a door to my right.I went through the door. The first thing I noticed was that the bleach smell was even stronger in here than out in the reception area.But I soon forgot about that as I saw the big screen. "The Ziti's going to need another 30 or 40 minutes to bake, so why don't we all sit down and get comfortable," Gracie suggested. "Madison, can I get you a glass of wine?" That would be very nice."Gracie returned promptly with the wine, and took a seat well away from Cindy. Madison chatted amiably with Professor Sawyer and Gracie."So far, so good," Cindy thought, watching her Mom and sisters for any sign.She didn't have long to wait. She noticed it first with Laurie, who began squirming. Mrs. Jackson didn’t pay attention at all during their discussion and couldn’t say what they even talked about as her mind focused on Mick. She bit her bottom lip as she recalled tasting his cum mixed with her juices as she drove home after he fucked her. He had cum so much that it seeped from her used cunt all night long. Her mind was filled with images of him filling her mouth with his copious amounts of semen.Finally the meeting was over and Katie hoped Mick had entered through a backdoor in.