We were still short men, but we still had plenty of talented people to cast this show from.We went to the car and created our cut down list, and print...d and posted it on both doors to the theatre. We sat on the edge of the stage watching all kinds of emotions.There were those who:Expected to get in, and did.Expected to get in, and didn’t, and walked awayExpected to get in, and didn’t, and stomped awayGot in and quietly raised a fist in approvalGot in and whooped and hollered.I saw Darlene walk. Breathe! Breathe! Okay, it calmed down a bit. Charlie remained still on her bed, wishing to all known layers of hell that she didn’t drink as much the night before. No more vodka! Ever. Now, it was time to move on with her day. While the idea of coffee made the bile rise in the back of her throat, she knew the water and aspirin were going to be critical elements of her recovery. The only problem was she needed to make it down the stairs to reach the elements of her salvation. She began by. I was about to get laid for the first time.As i moved forward she spread her legs to let me between them. As my body touched down on hers. She whispered in my ear...”please be gentle and go slow”.My stiff cock was now laying on her soft pubic hair. As i arched and moved around a bit, not really knowing how this was supposed to go i felt my cock slide down and begin to touch a very warm and slippery spot. We had yet to even kiss once and i was about to enter this young girl and end both of our. Mother looked deep into my eyes as she squeezed them, teasing the nipples intotwo hard, long nubs of flesh.“I remember how my nipples tingled when I fed you as a baby,” she saidsoftly. “Your father used to watch us feeding. He’d say it was the mostbeautiful thing he’d ever seen. Sometimes, afterward, while you lay sleepingright next to us in the bed, he’d make love to me.”She freed one hand and ran it down her firm, flat stomach to her pussy. Iwatched one painted finger rub against her clit,.